<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117</id><updated>2011-07-30T16:03:30.865-07:00</updated><category term='Timbaland'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Campy goodness'/><category term='Reality TV'/><category term='Emotions'/><category term='Justin Timberlake'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Geekiness'/><category term='Personal quirks'/><category term='body issues'/><category term='Hobbies'/><category term='Uncertain Future'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Lollapalooza'/><category term='Stress'/><category term='Obama?'/><category term='People are Dickheads'/><category term='OMG I&apos;M GOING CRAZY'/><category term='Academia'/><category term='indecision'/><category term='Madonna'/><category term='Come with me if you want to live'/><category term='toys'/><category term='Gayness'/><category term='Weekend Shenanigans'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='working out'/><category term='Environment'/><category term='iTunes'/><category term='grad school crap'/><category term='food'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Really'/><category term='Nerdgasm'/><category term='Posh'/><category term='Mean People Suck'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Television'/><category term='work'/><category term='School'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Excess is the new moderation</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-2119225265493345753</id><published>2009-06-03T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:48:39.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good for you, CNN</title><content type='html'>At least somebody's &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/06/03/same.sex.immigration/index.html"&gt;talking&lt;/a&gt; about gay immigration rights and the HIV travel ban.  Whereas, from Obama we get a proclamation.  A written statement that's so vague on details it's laughable.  "Oh, we're really proud of gay people and it sucks that they suffer everywhere."  At least he's said something, I guess, which is better than the endless string of non-answers from Gibbs.  Still, I won't be happy until Obama starts actually fighting to overturn DOMA and DADT.  Hell, even Cheney is a stronger proponent of gay rights than him.  Now that's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I would like to keep a positive note going.  Cheney's statement supporting gay rights is evidence of a very strong trend in America.  The more progress we make towards equality, the more open people are about their sexuality, and the more people see that, wow, gay people are just like us!  It's starting to reach an exponential phase, and I wouldn't be surprised to see civil unions at least in a majority of states in just a few years.  I'm almost certain that, by the time I've found somebody to marry, I'll be able to do so with at least some sort of federal recognition.  It's a good feeling, even if I'm still disappointed by our "fierce advocate" in the White House.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-2119225265493345753?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/2119225265493345753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=2119225265493345753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/2119225265493345753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/2119225265493345753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-for-you-cnn.html' title='Good for you, CNN'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-5591797206231750569</id><published>2009-05-30T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T09:35:48.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the first day of not being so lazy</title><content type='html'>So I tried to kickstart this lil' blog a while back with my rant about Obama.  Yeah, that lasted for all of a couple of hours.  At least it got back to kicking around in my head, so here I am trying to start it again.  Let's see if I can get back to semi-regular posting.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the spirit of easy, light-hearted prattle, I have decided to come up with a list of things I want to do before I leave Chicago (it's only a month, how crazy is that?)  In no particular order:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eat at Clarke's at 2 in the morning&lt;/span&gt; - (Melrose would work too.)  It's been way too long.  Mainly because I think their food took a major turn for the worse.  But still, I miss going out for a full meal in the middle of the night.  Especially when I've had a few drinks and I get really excited about eating mountains of food, and then having two bites before I realize that all I really want to do is sleep.  I even miss the random drunk people making a scene.  It's part of the charm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wander around Millennium Park like  a midwestern tourist&lt;/span&gt; - I'm gonna admit, I haven't actually been to Millennium Park since that one House event right after it opened.  And even then, I think all I did was walk under the Space Jellybean.  It's time to lose the snobby attitude and join in with the gawkers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hit the beach&lt;/span&gt; - Not such an exciting aspiration, but this may be my last chance to go to an actual beach for a while, seeing as I'm heading to a state with nothing but rivers and "lakes" that are actually glorified ponds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shop at the giant Macy's&lt;/span&gt; - Seriously, it's like its own little city.  Sure I can only afford like 20% of the items there and the chances of actually finding those items is tiny, but I want to soak in all of the retail excess before I leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go running downtown&lt;/span&gt; - I think the most fun I've ever had running is when I went down the Embarcadero in San Francisco.  People-dodging adds interest and an extra challenge to the excursion.  Another thing I might try is to just start running north and go as long as I possibly can, then take a bus home.  Sure to be a good time, although I'm sure that the other busgoers would not be too happy to share their space with a sweaty, panting guy in running shorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buy the "Where fun comes to die" T-shirt and other school merchandise &lt;/span&gt;- Since I'm leaving the good ole' U of C, I need to start showing my pride.  Not to mention my mom'll kill me if I leave without getting her a bumper sticker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Become officially overweight &lt;/span&gt;- It turns out that for somebody who's 5'11'', you're officially overweight on the BMI scale if you're over 180 lbs.  Seeing as I'm currently at 177, I think it'd be hilarious to be both overweight and in the best shape of my life.  Besides, while I'm in Davenport, I'm not sure if I'll even get a gym membership and I'll probably spend most of my time running anyway (SO excited for the Bix), so this may be my last chance to bulk up for a while.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure that there's more.  If I weren't so poor, I'd try to do things that cost money, like go to the opera and the symphony.  However, I need to start saving for the move and the month and a half that I'll be living without a paycheck.  Besides, if things go my way, I may be paying vet bills in a few months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-5591797206231750569?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/5591797206231750569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=5591797206231750569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5591797206231750569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5591797206231750569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-is-first-day-of-not-being-so-lazy.html' title='Today is the first day of not being so lazy'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-4718321471607818105</id><published>2009-05-14T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:14:43.006-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gayness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just a disclaimer:  I'm kind of sick while I write this, so if it's completely nonsensical I blame the fact that my head is swimming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, I recently came across &lt;a href="http://andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com/the_daily_dish/2009/05/the-fierce-urgency-of-whenever.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; by Sullivan and it really struck a note in me.  I am sick of the 'gay issue' getting shoved into the backgroud by Obama's administration.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is that Obama ran on a platform of change.  Now, I can see that change is slow and it's hard to actually enact things in Washington.  However, I think that the really telling thing is that two of the greatest movements of this year, the push for gay rights and for the legalization of marijuana, have been completely ground up and given the cold shoulder by the administration.  Change, really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing about Obama is that he inspires strong emotions.  I think that it's just a quality that he has.  Unfortunately, this is not the first time he's inspired actual rage and disappointment in me.  His silence on the issue tells me that he cares much more about his political capital with social conservatives than equal rights.  And why not?  As long as he plays the middle ground, he doesn't lose anything, although there is going to be a slow erosion as his aversion to meeting the issue head-on becomes more apparent.  Just like the invitation to Rick Warren to speak, he's sending a message that his standing among bigots is more important than justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realize that I am rather partial on this issue, as I'd have to be.  As far as I'm concerned, DOMA is a blatant violation of our constitutional rights and I'd be in favor of an immediate supreme court ruling on this issue.  However, I see how strategically that would be a bad idea.  Seeing as how most Americans have no idea what the judicial branch is here for.  You know, ruling on laws that violate the constitution...  But, you know those liberal activist judges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, Don't Ask, Don't Tell...this is what really has me worried.  There is absolutely no excuse that this debacle hasn't been repealed yet.  It's wildly unpopular and based on premises that are blatantly false.  The only possible reason that it hasn't been approached yet is that Obama is afraid to open the big closet stuffed full of the gay issues that have been ignored by this country's leadership for so long.  However, every state that approves same-sex marriage adds more pressure, and there is a sea change in public opinion going on right now.  Eventually the issue will be unavoidable.  I only hope that Obama will start to become the advocate of gay rights that he pretended to be when he was campaigning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All right, I'll get off my soap box now.  I hope the rant actually made some sense.  In any case, it's time to lay down and have another cup of tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS I also just started watching the third season of Battlestar Galactica.  CRAZINESS!!!!  For example, did they just kill who I think they just killed?  And my only consolation for the fact that they made my favorite eye candy into a fatass is that they added new eye candy that's way cuter and less self-righteous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-4718321471607818105?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/4718321471607818105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=4718321471607818105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/4718321471607818105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/4718321471607818105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-disclaimer-im-kind-of-sick-while-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-414271580861542684</id><published>2009-03-12T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:31:30.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo!</title><content type='html'>AND &lt;a href="http://andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com/the_daily_dish/2009/03/frat-boys-vs-bi.html"&gt;Sullivan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-414271580861542684?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/414271580861542684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=414271580861542684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/414271580861542684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/414271580861542684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2009/03/woohoo.html' title='Woohoo!'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-417110520543263999</id><published>2009-03-12T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:53:13.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More awesomeness</title><content type='html'>And the counter-protest on Westboro even got &lt;a href="http://http//slog.thestranger.com/slog/archives/2009/03/12/god_hates_figs"&gt;Dan Savage&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://slog.thestranger.com/slog/archives/2009/03/12/university_of_chicago_frat_boy"&gt;attention&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-417110520543263999?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/417110520543263999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=417110520543263999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/417110520543263999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/417110520543263999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-awesomeness.html' title='More awesomeness'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-9126964863241931078</id><published>2009-03-11T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:58:37.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome</title><content type='html'>Reasons why my undergraduate institution is the best school ever:  &lt;a href="http://www.chicagomaroon.com/2009/3/10/westboro-church-protest-meets-students-mocking"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/froboy/sets/72157614979271411/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the icing on the cake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OZfZiBRFM5w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OZfZiBRFM5w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-9126964863241931078?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/9126964863241931078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=9126964863241931078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/9126964863241931078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/9126964863241931078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2009/03/awesome.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-2691789179912807721</id><published>2009-01-09T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T18:05:04.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nerdgasm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Campy goodness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Come with me if you want to live'/><title type='text'>I have to intellectualize everything, don't I?</title><content type='html'>I've been wavering on what to post next, as well as the general direction that I want to take this blog.  I actually dislike talking about my own life, especially since I have discovered that in this age of information, people end up reading it and knowing stuff.  And I don't really feel like guarding myself all that much.  I also don't really want to make it too political, since it'll just end up being me ranting and raving about all the people that I disagree with.  In the end, I'm left with pop culture, which tends to be the most fun to blog about anyway.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, with that in mind, I want to return to the topic of Terminator, and also to horror and action flicks (and shows) in general.  Anybody who knows me probably knows that I absolutely love the new TV show, especially the new season.  It got to a bit of a rocky start, but the portrayal of the characters is totally dead-on.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I really love about the show is that it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; an action show.  Sure, there are robots beating each other up, but that's not what it's about.  It's about people who are launched from their orderly universe into something completely unexpected, terrifying, and dangerous.  And it's actually realistic about the consequences.  Let's face it:  running from killer robots is going to give you PTSD, or at least serious social disorders.  However, it's not whiny, it's about people dealing with it and moving on.  And the ones that don't usually last long.  It doesn't hurt that it's got Summer Glau and Shirley Manson.  Seriously, that's a catfight I can't WAIT to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, this show has gotten me thinking about horror and action movies in general.  They actually have very similar premises:  people are thrown into extraordinary and dangerous situations.  For the most part, the actual details don't matter much:  what matters is how each character responds.  This is how franchises like Terminator and Alien can be so successful:  they can, at turns, be horror or action, or both.  What matters is the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reaction &lt;/span&gt;to the terrifying other: fear and resignation, or anger and determination.  In most horror movies, there is a specific turning point where the protagonist switches between these two viewpoints, and that is the point where the plot becomes one of action.  One may even say that the only true horror movies are ones where &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nobody &lt;/span&gt;survives aside from by blind luck or the capriciousness of the villain.  The only specific example I can think of right now is The Strangers, in which (spoiler alert) both of the protagonists die.  There was actually one specific instant where I saw each of their reactions to the situation and decided that they were doomed.  Oddly enough, this resignation on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; part completely removed my fear and the film almost became pornographic in nature because all I saw was the promise and carrying out of violence.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I got kind of sidetracked there.  Anyway, I love Terminator.  As I mentioned before, I think it's pretty awesome that the franchise can have such range.  The first movie was pure horror, the second was a feel-good action movie with a dark undertone, and the third was a pure campy romp.  The TV show embraces the action, and to some extent the camp, but its focus is really the psychological impact of the situation and the relationship between all of the characters.  I'm actually really nervous about the new movie because it doesn't take place in a contemporary world:  it's after the machine apocalypse.  The strength of the story is the fact that the vast majority of the world is completely oblivious of the threat, that the Connors have to run for their lives in a world that simply sees them as crazy, that nobody can help them because they have no idea of the scope of the threat.  If they play their cards right, it could be an amazing movie, but I just have no idea how it'll end up.  If they follow the path of the third movie, I'm afraid that it's going to be a flop, but if they concentrate on the human aspect instead of the action, I think that it could be an excellent continuation of the Terminator story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, maybe I should be working on my essay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-2691789179912807721?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/2691789179912807721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=2691789179912807721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/2691789179912807721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/2691789179912807721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-to-intellectualize-everything.html' title='I have to intellectualize everything, don&apos;t I?'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-6682602664217430236</id><published>2009-01-02T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:23:15.750-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>Well, it's a new year, huh?  Hopefully the start of it isn't really indicative of how the rest will proceed, seeing as I spent New Year's Eve incredibly sick and somewhat incoherent.  On the upside, I kind of feel like my life is going SOMEWHERE, so that's a plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I've never really gone in for the whole resolutions thing.  If I don't have the willpower to start something during the rest of the year, chances are that I'm not gonna get around to doing it now, either.  However, I do want to change some things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I need to seriously get on the Ritalin.  After the fiasco that is my attempts at applying to graduate programs, I realize now that I really need to do something about my ADD problem.  So, as soon as I get around to it, I'll call my doctor and figure out what I need to do to get a new prescription.  I'm afraid that I'll probably need to get re-diagnosed, since I haven't actually taken ritalin since I was in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I want to seriously get into running.  I'm not talking about the usual couple of miles 2 times a week, I want to start a hardcore training program.  My goal is to start doing 8-10 mile runs by this summer.  Why, you ask?  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Because I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I WILL finish applying to grad schools.  I will put real effort into it, and I will care about the results.  Actually, I can't guarantee anything about the last one.  Part of my problem is that I'm awfully apathetic about these things.  Yeah, I am getting kind of sick of working as a tech, but at the same time, my life isn't that bad now.  I'm now making enough money to support myself, and sometimes I even get to buy video games, even though I rarely have enough time to play them.  Anyway, I'll do what I need to, and if I don't get in anywhere that I want I'm not going to cry or anything, but it would be nice if it worked out.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, I may do a year in review or something for 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-6682602664217430236?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/6682602664217430236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=6682602664217430236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6682602664217430236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6682602664217430236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-1267341940499204054</id><published>2008-12-19T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:42:18.299-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Really'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People are Dickheads'/><title type='text'>UGH</title><content type='html'>I know it has no impact on his ability to give an invocation, but seriously, Rick Warren, REALLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7o4QqGbQmU0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7o4QqGbQmU0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that towards the beginning he stopped himself from saying "Christian" marriage in reference to all valid marriages.  Let's face it, he is a bigot, and apparently, has absolutely no idea what Supreme Courts are for.  Good to know that minority groups should all be subjected to oppression by the majority and that the Courts should have no ability to overturn unconstitutional laws.  I think that it's a travesty that a secular right should be legislated by religious views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also 2% of the population is gay?  Really?  Maybe that's the portion brave enough to speak out on a survey, but I'm pretty sure that any reliable study shows that the proportion is quite a bit larger than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of the religious right's fear-mongering.  I'm also getting sick of Christianity's overreaching impact on politics, but that's a whole other rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-1267341940499204054?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/1267341940499204054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=1267341940499204054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/1267341940499204054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/1267341940499204054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/12/ugh.html' title='UGH'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-549678790875610981</id><published>2008-12-18T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:05:44.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I basically want to be Elle Woods</title><content type='html'>I think that my application essay should be a video, like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oodEKfTqPIE"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-549678790875610981?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/549678790875610981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=549678790875610981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/549678790875610981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/549678790875610981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-basically-want-to-be-elle-woods.html' title='I basically want to be Elle Woods'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-6638226333807143117</id><published>2008-12-13T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:29:47.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music videos!</title><content type='html'>I'm completely in love with this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=47705298"&gt;The Fear video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px" &gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=47705298,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=47705298,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, since I'm on the topic of music videos, I just thought I'd share my favorite ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/htobTBlCvUU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/htobTBlCvUU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Björk was SO GOOD in her heyday.&lt;div 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videos!'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-423400988552654298</id><published>2008-12-10T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:07:11.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jon Stewart is my hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type='text/css'&gt;.cc_box a:hover .cc_home{background:url('http://www.comedycentral.com/comedycentral/video/assets/syndicated-logo-over.png') !important;}.cc_links a{color:#b9b9b9;text-decoration:none;}.cc_show a{color:#707070;text-decoration:none;}.cc_title a{color:#868686;text-decoration:none;}.cc_links a:hover{color:#67bee2;text-decoration:underline;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?videoId=166515&amp;title=Barack-Obama-Pt.-1'&gt;Barack Obama Interview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?videoId=167938&amp;title=John-McCain-Pt.-1'&gt;John McCain Interview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='width:177px; float:left;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?searchterm=Sarah+Palin&amp;searchtype=site&amp;x=0&amp;y=0'&gt;Sarah Palin Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?searchterm=indecision+2008&amp;searchtype=site&amp;x=0&amp;y=0'&gt;Funny Election Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both'&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both'&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the type of argument we need.  Huckabee ended up sounding quite ridiculous and defensive by the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-423400988552654298?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/423400988552654298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=423400988552654298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/423400988552654298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/423400988552654298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/12/jon-stewart-is-my-hero.html' title='Jon Stewart is my hero'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-3214145088747280538</id><published>2008-11-23T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T06:30:59.900-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncertain Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><title type='text'>Testing, testing, 1 2 3...</title><content type='html'>So, I took the GRE yesterday.  I was FREAKED OUT, since according to the test preparation book I used, I was doomed to miss 1/3 of the questions.  Also, I was working like a madman last week since I started at my new lab (I'll get to that later) so I had practically NO TIME to prepare.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily, the test wasn't nearly as bad as I expected.  I kind of bombed the math section (well, I didn't finish it and I had to guess on a few questions) but I felt pretty good about the verbal.  I think that my main problem is that I just don't do mental math very quickly, probably because my ADD doesn't permit me to have a very structured thought pattern.  Also, I've used a calculator for pretty much everything besides simple addition since high school, so I was kind of doomed from the start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I got my verbal and quantitative scores right away.  I got a 670 on verbal and a 720 on quantitative (1390 cumulative).  Oddly enough, when I looked up percentile rankings, my verbal is actually MUCH higher than my math.  It corresponds to a 95th percentile ranking, while my quantitative was only equivalent to about 75.  To get above 90th percentile, apparently you have to get pretty much a perfect score on the quantitative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Normally, these scores would be great.  One thing that I do worry about slightly is that I'm really trying to compensate for my GPA.  While these do go a short way to do that, I'm going to have to have stellar recommendations and very good applications.  I'm not going to be able to go to any top-tier schools most likely, but I think I was doomed to that when I decided not to show up to biochem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This brings me to a bit of introspection.  I think that I have ridiculously high expectations of myself.  In my mind, if I studied for another month, I could easily get a perfect score on quantitative and possibly improve my verbal.  Because I don't fail very often unless I totally deserve it, it's really hard for me to handle scores that are merely "acceptable."  However, I think that I'm just going to have to get over myself and deal with it, since I need to be focusing on applications and I don't even know if my new scores would get to schools before application deadlines anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now the really important question.  Where do I apply?  Obviously, my best bet is a state school.  My sister Jennifer suggests Big 10 schools, and I think that I could handle that.  One of my obvious concerns is that the school needs to be in a pretty liberal, metropolitan area, since a)I'm used to Chicago and may go crazy in a small college town, and b) I need to go somewhere I feel comfortable as a gay man.  As several people have pointed out to me (not just Jennifer, who I think has slightly suspect motivations) Columbus has a sizable gay population and would be a good place, as far as the Midwest goes.  I'm actually giving Ohio State pretty serious thought, and it would be pretty cool to have a family member in the area.  (Especially one who is a professor.)  Another possibility would be picking a school based on where I want to live.  Obviously, it would be pretty cool to go to California.  My sister Elizabeth seems to think that I actually have a fighting chance of getting into CalTech.  I seriously doubt that, but it would be pretty cool if I could.  I mean, there's no harm in trying, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, my current course is to round up some recommendation letters (luckily, I now have two professors that have had me both in the classroom and in the lab) and take a serious look at programs and prospective labs to see what I'm really interested.  I most likely want to stick to some sort of genetics or cell biology, although there are some aspects of ecology and microbiology that really interest me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck, I guess.  Hopefully by this time next year, I'll be in a PhD program, working my ass off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-3214145088747280538?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/3214145088747280538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=3214145088747280538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/3214145088747280538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/3214145088747280538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/11/testing-testing-1-2-3.html' title='Testing, testing, 1 2 3...'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-303789546988853444</id><published>2008-11-22T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T06:32:00.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And Then You Kissed Me, Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Haha, this post title is a funny one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Anyway, this lil' quiz was on Stin's blog, and I decided to post it, since I am tipsy and incredibly bored, and lord knows I don't do anything actually original in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;However, in true U of C spirit, I have to tear apart the concept of the test before I submit myself to it.  Obviously, the answers to each question turn out to be sufficiently vague that the subject of the test can interpret it any way he/she wants.  They can look at the title, lyrics, or the tone of the song and choose whatever meaning they want.  It's just like a psychic reading in that manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Also, how high school are half of these questions?  I'm just sayin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;1.  If someone says "Is this okay?" you say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Poe - Wild [So no, I am not okay.  I am angry, and I’m bitter, and I’m going to get my revenge.  THEN I’ll be okay.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;2.  How would you describe yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Sufjan Stevens - A winner needs a wand [Oh dear, phallic references ALREADY?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;3.  What do you like in a girl/guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;The Faint - Symptom Finger [It’s about unhealthy body images promoted by the media, so...yeah, that’s about right]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;4.  How do you feel today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Apparat - Cerro Largo [It’s an instrumental track with a serene melody but an insistent, anxious undercurrent, so that actually kind of works.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;What is your life's purpose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Final Fantasy I - Battle Scene [What can I say, I’m a fighter, lol.  Either that, or my life’s purpose is to play video games.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;6.  What is your motto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Of Montreal - Your Magic is Working [I guess I give up too much for my lovers.  Yeah, once again, it kind of works.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;7.  What do your friends think of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;The Pipettes - It Hurts to See You Dance so Well [Unfortunately, i think I’m the person writing the song, desperate and alone. Sigh.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;8.  What do you think of your parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Bear Vs. Shark - Antwan [Um, the song is incomprehensible and the lyrics make no sense, so I think this one doesn’t quite work]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;9.  What do you think about very often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Avril Lavigne - I Can Do Better [Shallow, but yeah, I can see that.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;10.  What is 2+2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;  The Appleseed Cast - Strings [whatever]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;11.  What do you think of your best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;  The Weepies - World Spins Madly On [Lol, this is how I feel about life and friendship in general]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;12.  What do you think of the person you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;  Jem - Missing You [Oh dear, apparently the person I like is dead, or at least gone from my life in some form or another.  Seeing as I don’t have a current crush or anything, I guess it’s applicable]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;13.  What is your life story?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;  Abba - Dancing Queen [YESSSSS!!!!!!!  That’s all I have to say.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;14.  What do you want to be when you grow up?  Broken Social Scene - Guilty Cubicles  [I have such lofty aspirations.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;15.  What do you think of when you see the person you like?  Enon - Starcastic [I don’t actually know the song, but knowing Enon, it probably works.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;16.  What will you dance to at your wedding?  Beck - Soul Suckin’ Jerk [HAHAHAHAHA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;17.  What will they play at your funeral?  Mogwai - Summer [Um, okay, whatever.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;18.  What is your hobby/interest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;  Cloud Cult - Please Remain Calm [Apparently, being a spazz.  Yep.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;19.  What is your biggest fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;  Be Your Own Pet - Adventurer [Yeah, this test totally knows me.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;20.  What is your biggest secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;  The Shins - Fighting in a Sack [Whatev]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;21.  What do you think of your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;  Sia - Judge Me [Unfortunately, I think it’s true.  I’m kind of obsessive about how I present myself sometimes]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;22.  What song would you play during your first time having sex?  Portishead - Undenied [Guess I’m not denied NOW, huh?  Also, portishead = awesome sex music, so I approve]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;23.  What will you post this as?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;  The Cardigans - And then you kissed me, part II&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;My favorite answer is most definitely #13.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-303789546988853444?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/303789546988853444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=303789546988853444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/303789546988853444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/303789546988853444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-then-you-kissed-me-part-ii.html' title='And Then You Kissed Me, Part II'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-5302246584659018540</id><published>2008-11-13T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:48:27.061-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mean People Suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gayness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Intolerance sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Several people I know have linked to or commented about this video, so I thought that I'd jump on the bandwagon and share it here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe height="339" width="425" src="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22425001/vp/27652443#27652443" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith Olbermann may be crazy, but he's my kind of crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm clearly upset about the passage of Proposition 8, as well as the existence of many other state laws and constitutional amendments banning gay marriage.  Not to mention the idiotic restrictions on adoption, when we have countless children needlessly floating around the foster care system.  As far as I'm concerned, the people that argue that a child needs a mother and a father are saying that single parents should have their children taken away from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that every generation has been progressively more tolerant, but I think that it's ridiculous that we should have to wait to enjoy such a basic human right.  Especially when it doesn't affect straight people IN ANY SINGLE WAY.  Grr.  This Saturday, I'm going to be joining the nationwide coordinated protest, and while I realize that this won't directly accomplish anything at all, hopefully it'll send a message about the widespread outrage that so many people feel about this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-5302246584659018540?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/5302246584659018540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=5302246584659018540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5302246584659018540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5302246584659018540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/11/intolerance-sucks.html' title='Intolerance sucks'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-6153836200214682561</id><published>2008-11-11T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:37:13.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...?</title><content type='html'>Well, I clearly haven't been writing much in here lately.  For the past couple of weeks I've been way too busy, and now that I have time to breathe I realize that I have nothing to write about, as my mind has been far too preoccupied with Halloween costumes, orchestra concerts, and GRE preparations.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I guess it's time to start stressing out about the next round of challenges.  First off, I need to take the general GRE as soon as possible.   Like, I need to register pretty much tonight.  Then, I need to figure out what school I want to go to, what program, and get my rec letters together and apply before the deadlines, which will mostly probably be in December and January.  That's surprisingly little time.  But if I don't get all this done by then, I'm gonna be stuck here for another year.  And I won't have an apartment to live in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...And I just registered for the GRE general test.  It's next Saturday, so I've got to get going on any sort of preparation that I'm gonna do.  I got the little Kaplan study guide, so maybe I'll try to do all the crap that they suggest.  I'll probably just end up using it for sample questions, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, gotta go clean.  My room is a giant pile of dirty clothes and trash right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-6153836200214682561?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/6153836200214682561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=6153836200214682561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6153836200214682561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6153836200214682561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='Update...?'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-1955360378137971216</id><published>2008-10-28T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:21:37.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gayness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>We live for the fame</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I've got to talk about Lady GaGa for a while.  Now, I don't use the 'F' word easily, but this girl is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fierce&lt;/span&gt;.  All of the gays have been buzzing about her for months, and her album just came out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On first pass, I was totally blown away.  Now, I've been listening to her singles, so I knew pretty much to expect.  What I didn't expect was the total consistency of her album.  Most pop albums have at least 40-50% filler which you generally skip to listen to the singles.  However, every single track is amazing, which is incredibly rare.  I also expected it to be much gayer than it is.  However, it turned out to be more straight-up pop than the pure dance music that I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it is most definitely a pop album.  It was clearly carefully crafted to appeal to large numbers of people.  You've got the catchy choruses and requisite guest spots by other artists designed to draw in listeners by association.  There's a somewhat suspect variety of musical styles, so that they can tailor future singles to audience reactions  (or maybe she's just showing her range and I'm being cynical).  I mean, it's pretty obvious that Lady GaGa is carefully constructing her own image to sell albums.  You've got the contrived name (obviously), plus the ridiculous unitards and shoulder pads and glam makeup that she wears.  But somehow the quality of the music shines through all that.  And by quality, I mean catchiness and sheer dancibility of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I think that this is the best pop album, all around, that I've ever heard.  This is the solo album that Gwen Stefani &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; have come out with.  She's amazing.  And she's younger than me, which is just frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In costume news, I have now completed my genie costume and now need to do accessories and do my barbarian costume.  I've got a Starbucks liqueur bottle that's got a good shape, so I'm thinking of decorating/painting that, and maybe I'll try to make slippers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-1955360378137971216?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/1955360378137971216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=1955360378137971216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/1955360378137971216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/1955360378137971216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-live-for-fame.html' title='We live for the fame'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-8061147512276599098</id><published>2008-10-26T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T08:09:07.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can totally get the people that go into costume design</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I've become obsessed with this.  First of all, I made my costume debut last night with what was supposed to be Robin Hood.  Unfortunately, I couldn't get the hat to work so I decided that I was a New England colonist.  Doubly unfortunately, everybody that saw me thought that it was lederhosen.  Oh well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometime during the concert, I had an epiphany.  Why don't I do ANOTHER  costume for next weekend?  Double epiphany: why don't I do a costume for EACH NIGHT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I became enamored with this idea quite quickly.  Of course, making a costume takes time, so I'm going to have to keep them pretty simple.  For one night, I think that I'm going to stick to one of my original ideas of going as a barbarian warrior.  (think Conan)  The other night, my new idea is to go as a genie.  I think that both of these are easy enough to pull off in the next week, without sacrificing too much studying time.  Plus, I'm going to have some extra time on my hands anyway because my job hours are getting cut :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, today I'm off to Vogue fabrics, and let's see if I can pull something together.  (this is SO MUCH FUN!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-8061147512276599098?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/8061147512276599098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=8061147512276599098' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/8061147512276599098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/8061147512276599098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-can-totally-get-people-that-go-into.html' title='I can totally get the people that go into costume design'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-6741666597615666600</id><published>2008-10-11T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T10:12:23.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Is McCain bipolar?</title><content type='html'>Well, in true style, McCain has apparently flipped his positions AGAIN.  After his horribly failed attempts at a smear campaign, all of a sudden he's playing Mr. Nice Guy.  Seriously, who is running his campaign?  He's floundering like a fish on the deck of a boat, and it's getting to be a bit sad to watch.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The funny thing is, I think that it was his base that totally ruined it for him.  There might have been some merit to his smear-campaign strategy, but if you'll notice, it turned his audiences into raging mobs.  He aimed at seeding doubts in the minds of moderates, but ended up just inflaming the negative sentiments of the right.  I think that he underestimated the nastiness that people are capable of, and I think that if he'd continued along the path he started, he'd end up appearing angry, hateful, and possibly even racist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am SO ready for this election to be over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-6741666597615666600?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/6741666597615666600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=6741666597615666600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6741666597615666600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6741666597615666600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-mccain-bipolar.html' title='Is McCain bipolar?'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-4550619994766598882</id><published>2008-10-10T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:15:35.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OMG I&apos;M GOING CRAZY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nerdgasm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality TV'/><title type='text'>SO MUCH STUFF</title><content type='html'>Somehow I'm feeling completely overwhelmed on every front.  I'm way behind on my studying for the biology GRE exam, I've got orchestra to practice for (at least now it's one orchestra, not two.  Last week drove me totally crazy), and I'm trying to pull together a homemade Halloween costume when I barely just learned how to sew a straight line.  Plus, I'm trying to juggle three ongoing experiments at work when i'm only supposed to work 30 hours a day.  Oh, and I might only have a job for a few more weeks.  Add on top of that the fact that I seem to be suffering from some MAJOR seasonal affective disorder already, and I'm about ready to go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to take a step back, and talk about completely irrelevant things.  Like music and TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, and most importantly, Rachael Yamagata just released her new album.  Now, I'm actually surprised about how excited I was about this.  I mean, I never really listened to her first album obsessively, although I do think it's gorgeous.  But there's just something about her music that I absolutely love.  First and foremost, she's just got the most awesome husky voice, and she manages to write really emotional songs without coming out sounding whiny or cliché.  That being said, I REALLY HATE the pacing on the album.  Yeah, it's all gorgeous, and as far as songwriting goes, I think that she can do no wrong.  However, she stacked all of the slow, soft songs at the beginning of the album and then jammed all of the faster-paced and edgier songs at the end.  I'll be the first to admit that I have a really short attention span, and after 3 or 4 ballads, I get a little snoozy.  But I'll tell you, the first time I heard Elephants, I literally almost cried.  This woman is totally amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another exciting media thing:  I finally watched the S2 premier of the Terminator TV show.  LOVES it.  First of all, it starts out with a bloodbath set to Shirley Mansion (the singer from Garbage) singing an awesome song about Samson and Delilah (probably a cover of a famous song).  Then, lo and behold, she's ACTING in the show AS A T-1000!  Running an evil corporation!  Yeah, I'm a huge nerd.  Let's face it, I watch TV for pure escapism, so as far as I'm concerned, the campier the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course there's Project Runway.  I'm annoyed with this season, I think that all the designers kind of suck, but I was actually glad that the last episode went the way it did.  I've been hoping for Jerrell to get kicked off the show for the entire season, mainly because I just despise his style.  I'm personally rooting for Korto, because what I've seen of her collection seems much more diverse than the other two, and Leane's is pretty, but so obsessive and her color pallet is too limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, there is the issue of my Halloween costume.  I have decided that it has to include some sort of lacing, and I'm trying to decide between a tunic and leggings, or a vest and pants.  Tunics seem to be pretty ubiquitous as Robin Hood's uniform, but a vest would be much easier to make really tight, and I could lace it up all the way.  I'm also a little concerned about the hat and boots, since those are things that would probably have to be bought, so I'll have to settle for what I can find/afford.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-4550619994766598882?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/4550619994766598882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=4550619994766598882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/4550619994766598882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/4550619994766598882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-much-stuff.html' title='SO MUCH STUFF'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-4174111069726691600</id><published>2008-10-06T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T09:29:53.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People are Dickheads'/><title type='text'>Oh, lovely</title><content type='html'>Good job, humanity.  You've managed to really &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/TECH/science/10/06/endangered.mammals.ap/index.html"&gt;fuck things up&lt;/a&gt;.  For one thing, whatever happened to the Christian value that we should be stewards of our fellow creatures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I think that much of the change wrought by humanity is pretty much inevitable.  There's no escaping the fact that we're going to considerably change the face of the world, and that's going to drastically reduce biodiversity, at least for the next few millennia.  What I think is going to happen is that all of the specialists are going to get wiped out because, face it, their habitats are changing, whether we try to prevent it or not.  There's going to be a surge of adaptable generalists (hell, we've already seen it.  Squirrels, crows, raccoons, and pigeons are all breeding like crazy). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if we take drastic measures to stop global warming, we're still faced with the fact that agriculture itself has a toxic effect on biodiversity, and the more we try to control the environment, the less stable it's going to become.  At this point, I think that the only thing that we can do is to try to minimize our effects and let the ecosystem balance itself, which it tends to be remarkably good at doing.  In the short term, however, I think that mass extinctions are pretty much inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my Halloween costume?  GAY ROBIN HOOD.  Tight green lace-up vest, leggings/knickers, a jaunty cap, and bow and arrow.  It's gonna be hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-4174111069726691600?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/4174111069726691600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=4174111069726691600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/4174111069726691600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/4174111069726691600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-lovely.html' title='Oh, lovely'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-5113704715256391887</id><published>2008-10-02T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T17:21:37.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween update!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;NOTE:  I'm certainly never going to do anything as skimpy as these sketches suggest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, so I've been doing some thinking and sketching.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, understand that these are my ideas for getting as naked as possible.  Chances are that I'll panic halfway through and add like 3 times as many clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First idea:  barbarian warrior.  If I can find fake fur, I want to make a kilt-like skirt and doctor some boots so that they're also furry.  If the boots don't work, I'll probably convert a pair of flip-flops into greek-style sandals like I did last year.  For accessories, I'm planning on getting a vicious-looking axe and possibly drawing some generic tribal tattoos all over myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SOVix4HeRpI/AAAAAAAAABY/2Nf_1UfGfZ4/s320/barbarian2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252713149414393490" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now here's my robot idea:  start with silver shiny pants.  For boystown, this may end up being a pair of short shorts or something equally scandalous.  Since I also have to come up with a PG costume for the orchestra concert, I may do pants, or take a pair of jeans and cover them with saran wrap to make them shiny.  Then I'll add silver body paint or lots of glitter and use a bandaid to cover my belly button and draw a power button symbol on it.  Add some cheesy antennae and I'm a robot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SOVjz7mcRtI/AAAAAAAAABg/KqoNC0VXVG4/s320/robot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252714284220958418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If I want to go the confusing pun route, my idea is do do 'A clockwork Orange.'  I'd wear all orange or do orange body paint (or vast amounts of self-tanner) and tape a big wind-up key to my back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another idea that I had is to dress up as Link, from Zelda.  However, I feel like that's maybe too cliche and overdone?  It would be pretty easy, though, and it would give me an excuse to wear a tunic.  I could even make it sleeveless and short, in keeping with my plan to show as much skin as possible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of course, the problem with many of these costumes is:  where do I put my wallet? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-5113704715256391887?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/5113704715256391887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=5113704715256391887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5113704715256391887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5113704715256391887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-update.html' title='Halloween update!!!'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SOVix4HeRpI/AAAAAAAAABY/2Nf_1UfGfZ4/s72-c/barbarian2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-6613861700250079032</id><published>2008-10-01T11:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:18:44.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>I'm actually serious about this</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking, and I'll admit that this is somewhat fueled by watching Project Runway and thinking about Halloween costumes.  But, in all seriousness, I have decided that I want to learn how to sew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main reasoning behind this is that I really want to MAKE things.  However, I'm not creative enough to write or compose, I'm not patient enough to pick up knitting again, and I don't have the hand-eye coordination necessary for drawing or painting.  And I really want to do something practical, where I have a clear reminder of my accomplishments.  Combine that with the innate fabulousness of clothing, and I think we have a clear winner for a choice of hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cost doesn't seem to be TOO prohibitive; most beginner sewing machines seem to be in the $100-200 range.  Of course, I'll have to keep buying things like fabric and thread and whatnot.  In the end, though, it'll probably be way cheaper than video games, so I'll consider it money well spent.  And if I ever get good enough that I don't have to buy as many clothes (not that I really need any more anyway), that'll be a bonus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-6613861700250079032?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/6613861700250079032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=6613861700250079032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6613861700250079032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6613861700250079032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-actually-serious-about-this.html' title='I&apos;m actually serious about this'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-1859905531198800265</id><published>2008-09-24T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:38:36.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>McCain vs. the media</title><content type='html'>I am finally feeling at least a little bit comfortable in saying that I think that Barack Obama is going to win the presidential election.  It's not because the polls have been leaning towards Obama lately, polls are generally inaccurate and can change quickly.  It's not even because McCain is getting blasted over his economic policies, although that helps quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's because John McCain doesn't get one simple fact:  the Media (yes, it has now become a proper noun) holds a hell of a lot of power.  First of all, his campaign cried 'sexist' when people tried to take a close look at Palin's life.  That doesn't quite work when your entire base (who probably are sexist) ridiculed Hillary for saying the same things, with a great deal more cause for it.&lt;br /&gt;    Secondly, he has everybody seething about the fact that nobody can speak to Sarah Palin.  And to be honest, that may be the smartest move for him.  Her big interview before was a DISASTER.  And besides, he doesn't want anybody to actually know her.  She's a crazy book-banning creationist who thinks that the Iraq war is a mission from God.  But you can't hide away your VP candidate, especially when they're a complete unknown like Palin.&lt;br /&gt;    Then came the big one:  when pressed on the matter, he struck back, bitching about the liberal media and calling the NY Times an Obama advocacy group.  He's actually created antagonism where there really wasn't much.  I do realize that a lot of the media really is pretty liberal, but they at least usually try to stay unbiased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess what, they're done trying.  And I'm convinced that this is what's going to eventually sink McCain, if his economic policies don't do so first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-1859905531198800265?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/1859905531198800265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=1859905531198800265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/1859905531198800265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/1859905531198800265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/09/mccain-vs-media.html' title='McCain vs. the media'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-2661248282356460804</id><published>2008-09-18T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T13:21:15.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indecision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>I give up</title><content type='html'>Okay, it's official.  I need to get a new iPod.  I don't know how the hell I'm going to afford it, but if I have to start packing my lunches and stop going out for a couple months, then so be it.  Living with a Shuffle as my only functional iPod is driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite torn as to what to get, however.  I'm leaning towards a nano, though.  I think that 16 GB is plenty of space to keep me entertained, since I generally go through phases where I only listen to a few artists for a period of days or weeks.  I do miss having my entire music library with me, but I also really like the fact that the nano is much smaller and tougher than the regular.  However, I haven't actually seen any of the new models in real life, so maybe the regular iPod is skinny enough it won't stick out enough in my lil' gay pockets to drive me crazy.  It's also gotten much more affordable ($250 for 12o GB) so cost isn't as prohibitive as I thought it would be.  Also, though, the nano is now motion-sensitive like the iPhone so you can turn it sideways and shake it and stuff to make it do things.  That's just fun.  And they're way more colorful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe now I'm leaning towards the classic.  However, I'll probably end up deciding in the store when I actually hold them and see how each compares in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next crisis:  what I'm going to do for Halloween.  So far, I'm leaning towards a satyr or a fairy.  Get ready for a long rambling blog complete with sketches when I get around to fleshing out my thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-2661248282356460804?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/2661248282356460804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=2661248282356460804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/2661248282356460804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/2661248282356460804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-give-up.html' title='I give up'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-741132898051605818</id><published>2008-09-12T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:01:59.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>I can't take this anymore</title><content type='html'>Holy crap, how is McCain doing decently in the polls?  People actually LIKE Sarah Palin?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman doesn't know what the Bush doctrine is.  When asked about Bush's foreign policy, she  floundered for a bit then spouted gibberish about Islamic extremism.  And this is after her supposed crash-course on foreign policy.  I'm not even going to get into her religion-inspired policies, which border on violating the separation between Church and State.  I'm really hoping that she gets destroyed in the VP debates, or at least shows the public how crazy and ignorant she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that she could end up in the White House scares the shit out of me.  Besides the fact that I suspect that she would &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/64ad536a6d"&gt;paint it pink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more attention I pay to this election, the more terrified I get at the potential results, and the less respect I have for the American public, who have a tendency to take way too much at face value.  Now I'm gonna get off my high horse and retreat to my studying and video games so I don't have to worry about this crap anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-741132898051605818?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/741132898051605818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=741132898051605818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/741132898051605818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/741132898051605818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-take-this-anymore.html' title='I can&apos;t take this anymore'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-585396257231187076</id><published>2008-09-11T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T10:29:31.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPORE UPDATE!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm getting way too excited about this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finally picked up Spore this morning.  So far I've played the first stage of the game and the very beginning of the second stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I wasn't too impressed with the first stage (the Cell stage).  It's really simple, but for some reason I couldn't control my creature very well.  Also, it was done in like 20 minutes, so it felt like a bit of a throw-away.  It really doesn't suit my playing style well, because I like games where you get to wander around aimlessly and do things in my own time, while it threw me forward as soon as I ate enough creatures to get to the next stage of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got to the creature stage and absolutely fell in love.  You get to control pretty much every aspect of how your creature looks, so it picks up a great personality.  I have a feeling, though, that I'm gonna get rushed through too quickly again unfortunately.  However, it's at least going to be better than the unicellular stage.  There's also a social aspect of this stage, which will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that kind of disappoints me is that it's not as similar to the Sim games as I thought it would be.  The great thing about the Sim games is that you can just aimlessly do whatever you want, without any real defined goals (or at least that's how I usually played.)  I think that the later stages will be more like that, but now I feel like I'm going on way too much of a defined path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-585396257231187076?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/585396257231187076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=585396257231187076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/585396257231187076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/585396257231187076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/09/spore-update.html' title='SPORE UPDATE!!!'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-8525538850478339562</id><published>2008-09-04T05:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T05:24:14.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Bye-bye summer</title><content type='html'>Is it just me, or did it suddenly turn into fall immediately after Labor Day?  It seems to have immediately turned darker and cooler overnight.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of fall, I have made an Important Decision.  Seeing as I'm taking the subject GREs in November and I have to take the general test as well at some point, I don't have all that much extra time to waste.  So I've decided to cut way back on my drinking.  Not that I consider the amount that I drink to be all that excessive, but the idea of trying to study when I have a hangover is a complete joke.  So between now and then (with the probable exception of Halloween) I am going to start imposing strict drink limits when I go out so that I know that I can accomplish things the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaanyway, gotta go start getting ready for work.  We're partially moving into a newly renovated space tomorrow and losing a certain amount of our current space, so things are bound to be crazy as we're trying to find room for everything and organize it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-8525538850478339562?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/8525538850478339562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=8525538850478339562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/8525538850478339562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/8525538850478339562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/09/bye-bye-summer.html' title='Bye-bye summer'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-7704622120686909147</id><published>2008-08-26T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T11:06:24.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nerdgasm'/><title type='text'>OH.  MY.  GOD.</title><content type='html'>So, I just discovered that iTunes is now selling vast numbers of classic Doctor Who episodes.  It's only by virtue of being completely broke that I haven't gone crazy and started downloading like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I'm going to have to come up with a way to see all of these.  Seriously, this is like my childhood returning in full force.  Maybe if I strictly ration myself to one episode arc a week...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-7704622120686909147?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/7704622120686909147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=7704622120686909147' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/7704622120686909147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/7704622120686909147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-my-god.html' title='OH.  MY.  GOD.'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-5572403059983512995</id><published>2008-08-23T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:15:01.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My head is NAKED!</title><content type='html'>Look how short my hair is!&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SLCn7wBrcII/AAAAAAAAAA4/jzklrOCB85M/s200/Photo+15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237871011577950338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still kind of in shock.  I think it's a good kind of shock, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-5572403059983512995?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/5572403059983512995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=5572403059983512995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5572403059983512995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5572403059983512995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-head-is-naked.html' title='My head is NAKED!'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SLCn7wBrcII/AAAAAAAAAA4/jzklrOCB85M/s72-c/Photo+15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-8028176653946315133</id><published>2008-08-18T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:37:54.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We control all that you see and hear</title><content type='html'>I've recently rediscovered the Outer Limits.  This little gem from my late childhood is coming to me thanks to the ever-wonderful Sci-fi channel.  They've been doing mini-marathons about once a week, which has been keeping me well-stocked thanks to the wonders of DVR.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are several things that I like about the Outer Limits.  First of all, it's deliciously campy.  You get aliens, fairy tale monsters, and divine intervention, all in one show.  That brings me to the second thing that I love about it.  Every episode is a completely fresh story (with some loosely connecting every once in a while).  I think that more shows should follow this example.  While overarching story lines can be compelling, there's really something to be said for starting with a clean slate each time.  It also means they can vary the setting, although the vast majority feature the present or the near future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They also had some pretty awesome guest actors.  I just finished watching an episode where Neil Patrick Harris played a mentally disabled (although shockingly good at problem solving when the story required it) young man in a town infested by brain-eating slugs.  (Did I mention it was campy?)  Also, as it turns out, I'm kind of in love with Neil Patrick Harris.  Another episode had Malcolm from Firefly (aka Captain Tight-Pants.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I have a few issues with it, mainly, to be honest, regarding how they portray scientific research.  Somehow, the nation is plagued by mad scientists who make giant strides in knowledge without any supporting research at all.  I can handle pseudoscience, but this is a bit ridiculous.  Plus, it always seems to go wrong in a completely predictable way.  (Unless it goes right, which does happen occasionally.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side-note, 90s fashion and standards of beauty were HILARIOUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-8028176653946315133?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/8028176653946315133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=8028176653946315133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/8028176653946315133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/8028176653946315133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-control-all-that-you-see-and-hear.html' title='We control all that you see and hear'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-2319217214172912480</id><published>2008-08-06T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T11:24:34.172-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend Shenanigans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lollapalooza'/><title type='text'>Belated Lollapalooza Blog:  Day 1</title><content type='html'>So my original plan was to write about my Lollapalooza experiences every night after the festival.  Well, we can see how well that went, considering how it ended three days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, Lollapalooza.  This year turned out to be a testament to how some music lends itself to live performances much better than other music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:00 - I show up at the gates.  Big mistake, considering how this is exactly when the music begins and everybody and their mother is lining up to get into the park.  While I'm in line, I put on my first coat of sunscreen and discover that Banana Boat makes my eyes burn like a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;1:00 - I finally get into the festival and make my way over to Rogue Wave.  Lesson #1:  pleasant indie pop does not lend itself to particularly exciting live shows.  Especially when the next stage over is three times as loud as you and makes life really distracting.&lt;br /&gt;1:45 - I give up on Rogue Wave and head over to The Go! Team.  By this point I've lost my shirt and put on my second coat of sunscreen.  My eyes burn even more and my lips start to kick in too.&lt;br /&gt;2:15 - The Go! Team starts and I decide that I totally need to own a pair of rainbow knee socks, and maybe then I'll learn to rap and sound like a spastic cheerleader at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;3ish - Laura and Mike have showed up and we head over to see the Kills.  Then I learn that minimalist blues-punk really doesn't lend itself to live shows.  Laura and Mike give up after 15 minutes, and I stay just long enough to hear No Wow, which was the only redeeming part of their performance.  Whatever, I still love them.&lt;br /&gt;4ish - I wander around for a while and manage to catch Duffy singing "Mercy."  I think I was too quick to judge her, I think she has some genuine talent.  That voice still gets on my nerves, though.&lt;br /&gt;5:15 - CAT POWER!!!  I would consider going straight for Chan Marshall.  However, I feel a little sorry for her because her voice sounds like it's a hairsbreadth away from giving out.  You don't wanna end up like Janis Joplin, girl.  I don't know if it's smoking or overuse or what, but be careful.  Oh well, it sounds awesome regardless.&lt;br /&gt;6:15-7:00 - I think this is when I ate?  Who knows, it's all kind of a blur.&lt;br /&gt;7:00 - CSS.  Now, I enjoy them quite a bit.  However, let's face it.  The lead singer is batshit crazy, and can't sing anything near in tune.  If she took some lessons, and learned to stay away from spandex bodysuits, they might be awesome. &lt;br /&gt;8:00 - Radiohead.  *Snore*.  Sure, I can appreciate them, but...I'm not in love.  I can handle Thom Yorke's voice for about 10 minutes before it starts putting me to sleep.  I seem to remember I spent most of this time sitting on Laura's blanket and talking.&lt;br /&gt;9:30ish - We caught the six home and I stated about 4 times that I was showering first thing when I got home.  Well, two rum-and-cokes later, I gave up on that idea and passed the hell out.  All in all, it was a good first day.  And I didn't get sunburned!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-2319217214172912480?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/2319217214172912480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=2319217214172912480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/2319217214172912480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/2319217214172912480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/08/belated-lollapalooza-blog-day-1.html' title='Belated Lollapalooza Blog:  Day 1'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-477605403850636367</id><published>2008-07-28T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T08:21:45.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Nananananananana Nananananananana BATMAN!</title><content type='html'>God I loved that TV show as a child.  Anyhoo, I saw the Dark Knight last night.  And...I think maybe I should reserve judgment until I can see it under less extenuating circumstances.  First of all, we got there late and had to sit in the front row.  Not the best way to watch an extremely long and action-packed film.  Also, I had the hangover from hell (and at least partially undeserved.  I won't deny that I drank more than I should have, but I didn't drink THAT much.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...it was long.  It was REALLY long.  And I have no problem with long movies (Return of the King, for example...awesome.)  However, I think that the killing stroke was the fact that it had too many climaxes and resolutions.  One crisis was averted, then the Joker got away and started a new plot, then killed somebody else, and there was a new crisis, and on and on.  I honestly expected the movie to end an hour before it did.  I think this is why I tend to prefer dramatic TV shows to movies, because the serial nature makes it much easier to create a drawn-out complex plot without boring people.  Unfortunately, they also tend to be much lower budget because they necessarily bring in much less profit. (unless they can pick up a cult following and make a killing on DVD sales, like Firefly or Buffy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the characterizations...priceless.  Heath Ledger was f'in AMAZING.  Now, I'll always have a special place in my heart for Jack Nicholson as the Joker, but Heath brought it to a whole new level.  He's the sort of villain that has no reason, no motivation, he just loves to create chaos.  He actually wasn't as frightening as I expected him to be (although somebody in the theater did yelp when he popped out of the passenger seat of a dump truck to shoot somebody) but instead brought a sort of manic creepiness to the role.  I think that the difference between the two characterizations can be summed up by their origins:  In the original, the Joker was a hired thug who lost everything when his boss turned on him and left him for dead.  He had a grudge, and while he was pretty crazy, he at least acted human.  In the Dark Knight, the Joker just sprang out of nowhere, with no history, no known motivation, and no discernible emotion except for manic glee.  The idea that somebody could be so inhuman for no known reason is what makes him so damn terrifying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-477605403850636367?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/477605403850636367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=477605403850636367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/477605403850636367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/477605403850636367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/07/nananananananana-nananananananana.html' title='Nananananananana Nananananananana BATMAN!'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-298040824342706162</id><published>2008-07-24T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:24:11.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality TV'/><title type='text'>Quick comment</title><content type='html'>Also, this season of Project Runway's designers all suck balls.  I didn't like a single outfit that they put out this week.  And you'd think that for a cocktail dress challenge, a lot of them would at least be cute...but no.  Not so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-298040824342706162?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/298040824342706162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=298040824342706162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/298040824342706162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/298040824342706162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/07/quick-comment.html' title='Quick comment'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-6194216933675867955</id><published>2008-07-24T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:24:54.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iTunes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geekiness'/><title type='text'>Lions and tigers and........oh my</title><content type='html'>So my iTunes store addiction has moved on to TV shows.  They make it so easy....to go broke.  My latest indiscretions involve Tin Man (the SciFi channel's "adaptation" of the Wizard of Oz) and the pilot of the Terminator TV show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first:  Tin Man - awesome idea, excellent character concepts...terrible execution.  Now don't get me wrong, it's definitely one of the best things the SciFi channel's ever done...but that's not saying much.  This is the channel that brought us Atomic Twister, the movie about a tornado that sucked up a nuclear power plant to become a super radioactive tornado, and this weekend is premiering Anaconda 3, because so many people watched the first two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start on a positive note and talk about the things that I loved about Tin Man.  First of all, they took just about the right amount of guidance from the original story.  And by that, I mean not very much.  If they had done a faithful retelling, they'd have to deal with a whole bunch of people bitching that they ruined a classic.  However, they picked up elements of character design and concepts and made them completely their own, and updated them to be more realistic.  The character design for the "Scarecrow" and "Tin Man" especially appealed to me.  Also, the wicked witch was FABULOUS.  She channeled just the right amount of crazy fierceness, and a certain amount of tranny corsets and makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to things I didn't like so much.  First of all, Zooey Deschanel bugs the crap out of me.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a combination of her permanently wide-eyed look and her low semi-deadpan voice, but there just seems to be something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wrong &lt;/span&gt;about her acting.  I must say, though, she was a good pick for the role of DG (their version of Dorothy) because her brand of weirdness kind of worked for the role.  There's enough wide-eyed innocence and confusion inherent in the way that she acts that fit the characterization.  Another thing I couldn't stand was the crappy storyline.  I mean, a misfit post-teenage girl gets thrown into another world, where she discovers that she's a magical princess and has to fulfill a prophecy?  Come on, every nerdy junior high girl EVER has written the exact same storyline, and I think that it would have been better if they'd stayed a little closer to the original, where she was picked up by complete chance and thrown into a strange world.  And the fact that the evil witch was her sister who's actually good but was possessed for years by an ancient spirit?  boooring.  It would have been much better if she were just crazy, I think.  Or at the very least, that she ended up twisted instead of everything turning out beautifully once the evil witch was dispelled (by the magical power of love, no less.  barf.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the world design started really well...but whoa, they tried to do way too much.  Somehow it's futuristic, Western, 1920s, and magical all at the same time?  Seriously guys, pick a theme or two and work with them.  Don't try to cram all your ideas into one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I'll probably talk about the Sarah Connor chronicles, and how poor Summer Glau is going to be typecast forever.  Moving from crazy teenage assassin to crazy teenage assassin robot...not exactly the biggest display of acting range.  I'm just sayin'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-6194216933675867955?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/6194216933675867955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=6194216933675867955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6194216933675867955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6194216933675867955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/07/lions-and-tigers-andoh-my.html' title='Lions and tigers and........oh my'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-7330020079229021129</id><published>2008-07-18T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:25:11.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geekiness'/><title type='text'>He's never gonna top Good Omens</title><content type='html'>So I've recently discovered Neil Gaiman.  Well, not so much discovered, as actually gotten around to reading him.  Long ago, I read Good Omens, which he co-wrote with Terry Pratchett.  At the time, I was a much larger fan of Terry Pratchett, because he's much funnier and concentrates on fantasy writing, while Neil Gaiman is much grittier.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I picked up American Gods a few days ago.  It's a lot of fun, kind of a semi-literal depiction of religious and cultural myths clashing with the modern world and American attitudes.  Unfortunately...it's been done before.  Terry Pratchett's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Small Gods&lt;/span&gt; capitalized on the same idea, except it was much funnier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I picked up his first big novel, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neverwhere&lt;/span&gt;.  Now, this was an ADDICTIVE book.  I read the majority of it in one sitting.  It's kind of a Pan's Labyrinth story, or an Alice in Wonderland, where a completely normal person is thrown into a mythic world where he's completely unequipped to deal with his new reality.  Unfortunately, I had the nagging thought stuck in my head that it would make a totally &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitchin'&lt;/span&gt; movie.  And it would.  So much that, looking back at it, the entire thing seems kind of like a glorified screenplay.  I think that the problem with it is that the visuals are so striking in the book and the plot convolutions are so simple that it does seem much like a Hollywood movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, I kind of see Neil Gaiman as the Stephen King of modern-world fantasy.  All of his stuff is good and it really draws you in, but at the end of the day, you look back and see how completely formulaic it all is.  And I'm sure I'll eventually read more of his stuff, even if he's not quite as clever or original as he seems to think he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EDIT:  As it turns out, Neverwhere started out as a TV show on BBC.  It all makes sense, now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-7330020079229021129?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/7330020079229021129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=7330020079229021129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/7330020079229021129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/7330020079229021129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/07/hes-never-gonna-top-good-omens.html' title='He&apos;s never gonna top Good Omens'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-7042359553334844465</id><published>2008-07-14T12:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:15:36.390-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality TV'/><title type='text'>Fierce hot tranny messes</title><content type='html'>So, the promo material for the new season of Project Runway is FINALLY up on &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/"&gt;Bravo&lt;/a&gt;'s website.  And they're gonna do a drag queen challenge this year!  I'm so excited I can barely contain myself.  I limited myself to reading &lt;a href="http://projectrungay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Project Rungay'&lt;/a&gt;s synopsis of the season so I don't know all the details, but that alone is enough to make me excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can barely wait to see the new season, hopefully it doesn't suck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-7042359553334844465?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/7042359553334844465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=7042359553334844465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/7042359553334844465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/7042359553334844465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/07/fierce-hot-tranny-messes.html' title='Fierce hot tranny messes'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-4229178508159345450</id><published>2008-07-14T06:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T07:10:33.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><title type='text'>Ratner pool - 2, Eric - 0</title><content type='html'>So, as part of phase two of my plan to trim down a bit, I've started swimming laps again in the morning.  For those of you who don't remember, I tried this before about 10 months ago and ended up giving up because it kept kicking my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly the world's greatest swimmer.  Part of this whole experiment is my stubborn side declaring that I can do anything I put my mind to, and it's just a matter of keeping on it until it gets easier.  It's the exact same side of me that declared that I was going to become a runner no matter what, and you know what?  It worked out.  I can run three miles now, even on a bad day, and I'm working on improving my speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest problems kind of compound each other.  First of all, I never really learned proper technique.  As I was growing up, my parents sent me to swim lessons, but I never really had any decent teachers.  Secondly, I have an innate fear of suffocation.  The fact that I can't breathe freely FREAKS ME OUT.  It used to be that I couldn't swim with my head below the surface of the water because I'd start panicking.  Now I've gotten over it, but my technique really sucks still.  I can't seem to get to the point where I'm taking oxygen in at the same rate as I'm consuming it, so I end up gasping for air at the end of every trip across the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, swimming is EXHAUSTING.  It sort of leaves me tired the entire rest of the day, which is a problem because the only time that I can fit swimming in is in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upside, I got on the scale today and I was under 170 lbs, for the first time since I quit swimming the last time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-4229178508159345450?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/4229178508159345450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=4229178508159345450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/4229178508159345450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/4229178508159345450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/07/ratner-pool-2-eric-0.html' title='Ratner pool - 2, Eric - 0'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-3957678671280171140</id><published>2008-07-09T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:59:07.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I may make this a weekly installment</title><content type='html'>New Music Tuesday on iTunes has become one of my favorite events of the week.  There's almost always a surprise album release that I didn't see coming.  This week it was Ratatat's third album, LP3 (Seriously people, can't you bee more creative with your titles?)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I have mixed feelings about Ratatat in the first place.  They've got a really awesome sound, but it's kind of monotonous.  If you listen to the first track of their first album, you've pretty much heard the sum of their first two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I've had Project Runway stuck on my mind (I'm watching the season 1 finale right now), I'm gonna do a fashion analogy.  It's like they have one dress that they redesign over and over again.  The first album was a fantastic showcase that showed that they were new and fresh.  Then, the second one came out, and it was basically a watered-down version of the same thing with a few extra bits tacked on.  Now comes the third album.  This is like the crazy deconstructed dress with all sorts of crap tacked on.  You know it's all over the place, but you can still see the original design and you guiltily think that it's actually kind of fabulous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To describe the album, I'd have to go into Ratatat's sound.  They are semi-electronic, with a lot of layered and looped guitar.  They also like to take inspiration from baroque music.  You can totally hear a Bach fugue in some of their songs.  Unfortunately, they didn't really do anything different in their first two albums.  I think that probably the second didn't do too well, and so tried to shake things up with the new album.  It feels basically like they did their usual thing, and then cut it up and pasted it together differently, with lots of effects and added beats.  However, I think that they did it really well, even if some of it seems a little derivative (for example, the heavily vocodered vocals in the second track).  And although you can hear a lot of the same stuff, it's more like they're adding their personal touch than that they're doing the same thing again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides, they use an autoharp and mix harpsichord with a hip-hop beat.  They totally get 10 awesome points for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-3957678671280171140?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/3957678671280171140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=3957678671280171140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/3957678671280171140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/3957678671280171140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-may-make-this-weekly-installment.html' title='I may make this a weekly installment'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-260534260020388300</id><published>2008-06-27T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:32:28.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gayness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Anorexia?  More like Anor-SEXY-a!</title><content type='html'>So, as all of you SHOULD know, gay pride is this weekend.  On top of being a hot over-the-top tranny mess, it also presents the opportunity to parade around shirtless and count the number of looks you get (well, that's what I'm planning on doing, anyway.)  To that end, I have declared this week Lose-Three-Pounds-And-Define-My-Abs week.  I've increased my warm-up cardio before every workout to ten minutes and ditched the 750-calorie mass building shake in favor of a 220-calorie Go Lean shake, and have been trying really hard to downsize my dinner and snacking tendencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result?  I am SO not cut out to be anorexic.  I haven't quite gotten to the point where I'm tired and cranky all the time, although I think that'll happen if I try to keep this going for another couple of weeks.  Also, I REALLY don't like being hungry.  I lose my focus and just think about food ALL the time.  This struggle is symbolized by the Snickers bar that I got for doing a survey last week and has been sitting on my desk, LOOKING at me.  Every 5 minutes I look at it and imagine how amazing it would taste, then force myself to wait until my appointed snack time, where I will forgo the delicious Snickers bar for dry cereal.  When this weekend is over, I am SO going to eat that Snickers bar, and I'm going to love it god damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other problem that I never foresaw is that I put a lot of strain on my body when I work out, and I actually need the full carbs and protein intake of my previous diet to keep going.  My arms are still sore from a workout three days ago, and I think that I'm on the verge of accumulating joint strain, which usually only happens to me when I lift weights more than 3 days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am going to look fabulous.  And I'm just thanking my metabolism, because if I had to do this all the time I think I'd go crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-260534260020388300?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/260534260020388300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=260534260020388300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/260534260020388300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/260534260020388300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/06/anorexia-more-like-anor-sexy.html' title='Anorexia?  More like Anor-SEXY-a!'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-6867416110185669628</id><published>2008-06-17T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:44:38.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Damn you iTunes!</title><content type='html'>I'm annoyed, iTunes.  You make it entirely too easy to buy music.  No longer do I spend half an hour in Borders, listening to sound samples and deciding which CDs I want to buy.  On the other hand, I can't download everything in sight anymore and delete whatever I don't want.  Stupid firewalled internet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My current frustration is based on the fact that every CD I've bought from iTunes in the past month has been disappointing.  I listen to the sound samples and they sound good, and then when I listen to the whole album I'm usually either underwhelmed or I get bored within a few days.  At the moment, I'm annoyed with the Katy Perry album.  She's supposed to be the new alternative pop voice or whatever, and that "I Kissed a Girl" song is really catchy.  However, the entire rest of the album is completely filler, as far as I'm concerned.  It's completely generic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, one of her song titles is in AIMspeak.  I HATE song titles in AIMspeak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the moral of the story is that I need to stop and think carefully before I waste my money on music, especially since it's so easy on iTunes and it doesn't feel like I'm spending real money because all I do is click the 'buy' button.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-6867416110185669628?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/6867416110185669628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=6867416110185669628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6867416110185669628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6867416110185669628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/06/damn-you-itunes.html' title='Damn you iTunes!'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-361014415264461643</id><published>2008-06-17T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:39:23.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal quirks'/><title type='text'>ABORT!  DANGER!  MAYDAY!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, maybe this post wasn't the best idea, so it's gone now.  Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-361014415264461643?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/361014415264461643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=361014415264461643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/361014415264461643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/361014415264461643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/06/deep-thoughts-and-whatnot.html' title='ABORT!  DANGER!  MAYDAY!'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-6005575452505511453</id><published>2008-06-10T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T10:49:14.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAME OVER</title><content type='html'>For reals.  My life as I knew it is over.  I made the mistake a week ago of buying World of Warcraft.  It is the single most addictive game I've ever played, with Final Fantasy XII coming close behind.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, it's HUGE.  It's actually a simulated world, where you can play from any of quite a few points of view, so there's a whole immersive realism thing that's really effective.  Also, it's really cool to be in the game with a whole bunch of other people who are playing it completely differently.  There's so much room for variety in your gameplay that it's actually a little overwhelming.  I don't even want to think about how long it would take somebody to play through all the different potential plot lines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So basically, my life is over.  I haven't cleaned or done laundry in far too long, so that I have to jump over a pile of clothes to get to my desk, then shove a whole bunch of stuff over to clear space for my laptop.  My version of cooking lately has also been running to a safe location in the game and then dashing off to throw a frozen pizza in the oven so that I can keep playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm such a geek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-6005575452505511453?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/6005575452505511453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=6005575452505511453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6005575452505511453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6005575452505511453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/06/game-over.html' title='GAME OVER'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-94939718028887886</id><published>2008-06-04T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:53:28.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Books!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I really need a break from reading papers.  It turns out that my lab's grant application needs to be submitted with a clearer hypothetical model and future plan, so I've been going crazy trying to read up on the literature and come up with a cohesive idea of what might be going on.  It's really frustrating because I'm trying to connect three very complex pathways, which may or may not interact, and of course we don't have any preliminary data yet to confirm any of this, so it's all speculation and AAAARRRGH!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm writing this to get away from all that, so that's all that I shall speak of the desperate search for funding.  So let's talk about books.  In particular, I've read three lately that I want to talk about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jose Saramago - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Stin wrote a post about this book, I've had a strange fascination with it.  There's a part of me that's intrigued by the macabre, the same part that loves horror movies for their aesthetic appeal.  For one thing, I love anything post-apocalyptic.  If society falls apart, I'm all over it.&lt;br /&gt;    Anyway, for those of you not familiar with this book, it's about an epidemic of blindness that infects everybody except for one woman.  The story focuses on her and a few of the first victims of the epidemic, who are all quarantined in an abandoned mental hospital.  Of course, since nobody can see anything, all public order falls apart and soon there are feces in the street and blind people raping each other.  It's an incredibly pessimistic view of the fragility of public order.&lt;br /&gt;    It is upsetting on quite a few levels.  First of all, it plays on the base fear of disease and blindness.  Secondly, the writing induces a visceral response to the conditions that these people are forced to live in.  The violence, lack of sanitation, and general hopelessness conveyed really make it hard to read, because it is almost constant and one finds oneself cringing every few pages because of some of the descriptions.  Lastly, it's a really negative view on human nature itself.  These people regress to a semi-animal state so easily.  While some post-apocalyptic books focus on the rebuilding that goes on after, all that you get is the total hopelessness of the situation.  Nobody tries to do anything positive except for the protagonist, who also happens to be the only person who can see everything that's going on.  It's like NOBODY has the strength to continue through all of the trials&lt;br /&gt;    Other than that, some of the literary techniques seemed a little heavy-handed to me.  The conspicuous lack of names for any of the characters was clearly intentional, so that the reader could imagine the story happening to anyone.  Also, the last bit of the book seemed to include too much pseudo-philosophical rambling about death, blindness, and the nature of god&lt;br /&gt;    My final thoughts:  It's a good book, though you should avoid it if you have a weak stomach or want to maintain a positive outlook on human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lois Lowry - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah, I just finall read this book.  It's one of those books that every pseudo-intellectual nerd loves in junior high, along with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ender's Game&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Wrinkle in Time&lt;/span&gt;.  All in all, I enjoyed the couple of hours I spent reading it, but I'm definitely too old for it.  First of all, anti-utopia books have been done before.  It leaves one wondering exactly how many of the ideas came straight from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Brave New World&lt;/span&gt; (I never actually finished that one, so I can't answer it.)  Secondly, it just rushes through everything too quickly.  It's an incredibly simplistic view on the situation, relegating the power of human emotion (or lack thereof) to a 120-page book.  I do wish that I'd read it when I could have appreciated it, but I didn't really gain anything significant by reading it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to talk about the Chronicles of Narnia, since I also just reread those, but I'll either skip that or save it for later, because I should probably get more work done now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-94939718028887886?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/94939718028887886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=94939718028887886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/94939718028887886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/94939718028887886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/06/books.html' title='Books!'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-7493361817008938025</id><published>2008-05-29T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T18:54:13.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear democratics</title><content type='html'>PLEASE get some individuality.  I turned on CNN last night and every single democrat they had on there spouted the exact same lines about how Bush and McCain are the same, calling the Iraq war the Bush-McCain war and all of the previous economic policies the Bush-McCain policies.  You know what?  People are going to get really sick of this soon and, while people are not happy with Bush, they also realize that Bush and McCain are not the same person and you're kind of digging yourselves into a grave.  If the democrats are going to win this election, they need to focus on McCain as his own person instead of just bashing Bush, as much fun as that is.  To be honest, I think that McCain would be a much better president than Bush ever was, although I clearly would prefer not to have him in the White House.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really annoys me about how people just tout the party line.  During the primaries, all of the Obama people said the exact same thing all the time, and all of the Hillary people said the exact same things as well.  Can't people give their own candid analysis without just following along with the current campaign strategy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-7493361817008938025?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/7493361817008938025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=7493361817008938025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/7493361817008938025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/7493361817008938025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-democratics.html' title='Dear democratics'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-3491074345248858775</id><published>2008-05-29T08:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:34:02.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm home...for now</title><content type='html'>For any of you who didn't know already, I went camping in Massachusetts this past weekend.  A quick synopsis:  It was cold, mountains are pretty, and Boston is the worst city ever to navigate in a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I'm settled back into my normal life, it turns out that I'm helping my sister Kate move this weekend, in Indianapolis.  To a certain extent, I really want to just stay at home for a while and veg out, but apparently that's not gonna happen.  Oh well, I'm really excited to see her new house and hang out, since I haven't really seen any of my family in a while now that I'm done with Symphony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, I thinking about becoming a Unitarian.  I haven't actually done any real research on this, but I kind of want to understand why people go to church (other than guilt) and I think that the Unitarian church is probably the only one that I could handle, seeing as they're all about open-mindedness and acceptance and all that.  Or maybe (and by 'maybe' I mean 'most likely') I'll just end up thinking about it for a while, going to one service, and then forgetting about it completely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I REALLY WANT TO SEE INDIANA JONES.  I'm so pissed that I'm missing the first two weekends it's out (anybody wanna go tomorrow?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-3491074345248858775?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/3491074345248858775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=3491074345248858775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/3491074345248858775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/3491074345248858775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-homefor-now.html' title='I&apos;m home...for now'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-8908921674656528532</id><published>2008-05-21T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T12:55:47.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Music Tuesday aftermath</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite things ever to do is listening to new albums.  Therefore, I always keep half an eye on the weekly iTunes email of new music.  This week, there were two new releases that interested me enough to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SDR697h5sJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIotPbAllN4/s1600-h/ladytron-velocifero-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 151px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SDR697h5sJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIotPbAllN4/s320/ladytron-velocifero-cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202918673890259090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ladytron - Velocifero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've never really been able to get into Ladytron.  They're one of those bands that I've always kind of felt like I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; like, but in the end they never really managed to wow me.  For the most part, the vocals are what annoy me.  They don't really try to make real songs, so much as throwing half-spoken, repetitive vocals over the synths.  However much I love synths (and I LOVE them), I can't really put up with this for too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album had me really excited for the first few tracks.  It really seemed like they were writing real songs, with actual lyrics and melodies, but still with their old attitude.  However, as the album winded down after the few tracks, they seemed to devolve into their old habits of throwing some sort of half-assed vocals over the instrumentals.  Over all, it was a bit disappointing, although there are some seriously awesome songs in the first half of the album.  And if you like Ladytron already, then this album is pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SDR8Lbh5sKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xcgiGyUEa64/s1600-h/islands-arms_way-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 194px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SDR8Lbh5sKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xcgiGyUEa64/s320/islands-arms_way-cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202920005330120866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islands - The Arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islands was a pretty big deal when they came out (was it last year, or 2006?  I can't remember now).  The big thing is that the lead singer used to be the singer for the Unicorns, a low-fi indie-pop band that was pretty big in the early 2000s.  And basically, yeah, they're Unicorns 2.0.  I was really into them for about 2 weeks, before I got kind of sick of the whole sound.  They were pretty awesome live, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I haven't listened to the whole album yet.  However, I think I already have a pretty well-formed opinion.  It's fun, but it's not pushing any boundaries or winning any awards.  It's mostly more of the same, and sort of meanders through.  The songs have no real drive to them; they just sort of go on for a while, then they stop.  You can only do so much with quirky vocals and catchy instrumentals if you don't try to push it anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, as with Ladytron, they have a certain image and sound.  If this is the sort of thing you like, then you'll probably like the album.  It's pretty appealing, but I'm a little underwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just waiting for the next Wolf Parade album.  I loves me some Wolf Parade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-8908921674656528532?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/8908921674656528532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=8908921674656528532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/8908921674656528532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/8908921674656528532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-music-tuesday-aftermath.html' title='New Music Tuesday aftermath'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SDR697h5sJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIotPbAllN4/s72-c/ladytron-velocifero-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-874563018013260751</id><published>2008-05-17T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T09:29:43.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently I start too many statements with "seriously"</title><content type='html'>So I'm gonna try to stop.  Chances are, however, that I'll just find a new word or phrase to overuse.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I went to see Prince Caspian last night.  I didn't see the first Narnia movie, so I didn't really know what to expect.  For the most part, I enjoyed it quite a bit.  Luckily, it's been long enough since I read the books that I barely remember any of the details, so I get really excited whenever they reference something I remember (Reepicheep!!!) but I don't go nitpicking details that might differ from the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do have one major complaint, though, and this may make me sound old and crotchety.  I really don't like the callous nature with which they treat violence.  I was really put off when Reepicheep made a cute little joke right before slicing somebody's throat.  I don't know what it was rated, but it was a really violent movie.  On top of that, I really do feel like they treat it as if it's okay that a lot of people die, as long as they're not important characters.  I'm not sure how I feel about a movie for young people with teenagers beheading people and stabbing soldiers in the back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that this one of my major complaints about movies in general.  It's not that they're violent:  I love violent movies.  I can even revel in it (Kill Bill was AWESOME).  But often, they trivialize violence, and show a cleaned-up version that doesn't show any gore, and somehow that's ok.  Violent death becomes a thing to be thrown around, without any of the unpleasant consequences that drive home the fact that violence is BAD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-874563018013260751?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/874563018013260751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=874563018013260751' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/874563018013260751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/874563018013260751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/05/apparently-i-start-too-many-statements.html' title='Apparently I start too many statements with &quot;seriously&quot;'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-5543723566142270996</id><published>2008-05-15T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T08:37:11.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Posh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality TV'/><title type='text'>FAME!  I'm gonna live forever! I'm gonna take to the sky!</title><content type='html'>Seriously, why are people so obsessed with fame?  If you turn the TV on at any time, chances are that there's some sort of "celebrity" reality show where has-been TV stars vie desperately for attention by competing with each other.  Why do they drag themselves back into the spotlight when people generally just remark on what trainwrecks they've become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that sparked this entry was &lt;a href="http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/go_fug_yourself/2008/05/fug-and-the-c-1.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;: ridiculous fashion choices.  My theory is that these people wear absolutely ridiculous things just for the purpose of getting people's attention.  For example, for those of you who pay attention to these things, remember just about every outfit Victoria Beckham has ever worn?  And those ads she did for Marc Jacobs a couple of months back?  Maybe I'm just trying to convince myself that they don't actually think that these are good fashion choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get why people make fools of themselves in front of millions of people, all in the name of fame (and, in many cases, money.  Well, actually, I get it if it's in the name of money)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-5543723566142270996?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/5543723566142270996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=5543723566142270996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5543723566142270996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5543723566142270996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/05/fame-im-gonna-live-forever-im-gonna.html' title='FAME!  I&apos;m gonna live forever! I&apos;m gonna take to the sky!'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-8127102954407800972</id><published>2008-05-12T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T12:01:41.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do they have rehab for caffeine addicts?</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I drink a LOT of coffee.  I think that it was when I went to the grocery and spent the majority of a $30 bill on coffee beans (and not even fancy ones) when I realized that I really am kind of dependent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning I have two cups of coffee with breakfast and then get a latte on my way into work.  On top of that, I've been known to make another pot in the evening, and generally every time I go shopping or out, I grab a latte on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The primary reason I drink so much caffeine is as self-medication for ADD.  (Let me tell you, it's not a pretty sight if I try to read scientific papers or sit through a talk without any caffeine in my system)  However, I think that on top of that, I have a really addictive personality, and one that really gets stuck in routines.  I get a latte on my way into work because that's what I ALWAYS do.  Hell, 2/3 of the employees at the bookstore café know me by sight, even some of the new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least it's healthier than soda, which used to be my chief vice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-8127102954407800972?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/8127102954407800972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=8127102954407800972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/8127102954407800972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/8127102954407800972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-they-have-rehab-for-caffeine-addicts.html' title='Do they have rehab for caffeine addicts?'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-3103356797302035134</id><published>2008-05-11T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T19:31:47.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the fat lady is singing</title><content type='html'>Well, maybe not actually singing yet, but she's definitely going through her warm-up exercises.  According to &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/05/11/campaign.wrap/index.html"&gt;CNN&lt;/a&gt;, Barack and Hillary are now tied in the superdelegate count.  Considering that she started out with a huge lead, I think that it's really telling that Barack has picked up enough momentum and acknowledgment among the party leadership to catch up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's just hope that nothing disastrous happens between now and the convention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-3103356797302035134?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/3103356797302035134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=3103356797302035134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/3103356797302035134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/3103356797302035134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-fat-lady-is-singing.html' title='And the fat lady is singing'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-8857947972221949294</id><published>2008-05-10T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T19:42:52.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you kidding me?</title><content type='html'>Is the catholic church seriously still preaching &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/europe/05/10/pope.sex.ap/index.html?iref=mpstoryview"&gt;this crap&lt;/a&gt;?  I mean, seriously?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tend to kind of think of the Catholic church as it is portrayed in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Canticle for Leibowitz&lt;/span&gt;: clinging to their old ceremonies and feigning grandeur while the city around them crumbles to pieces.  Do they realize that they're continually losing worshippers because they completely refuse to face the reality around them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is so backwards it's ridiculous.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-8857947972221949294?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/8857947972221949294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=8857947972221949294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/8857947972221949294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/8857947972221949294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/05/are-you-kidding-me.html' title='Are you kidding me?'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-1105421084450922693</id><published>2008-05-08T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:31:09.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The primaries NEED TO END</title><content type='html'>Seriously, why does politics turn everybody into a raging asshole?  Everybody picks one candidate, and they can do absolutely no wrong, and everybody else can do no good.  The extended primary contest is only serving to divide the democratic party against itself, and if we lose a third election in a row, I'm going to cry.  Or move to Europe.  Or secede.  Am I allowed to do that?  EricLand would be an awesome place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say that the main object of my ire is Hillary.  The effect of her continued candidacy on the party aside, I'm really pissed off about her gas policy.  She clearly picked the best-sounding policy which would be the easiest to understand for 'middle America'.  Regardless of whether it would work at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all:  the actual effect on consumers would be almost nil.  Even her estimations put the benefit at about $70 over the summer for the average consumer.  The more realistic calculations put it at about $30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, where's the money coming from:  She wants to pass the tax onto the oil companies.  While I'm all for that in theory, what's actually going to happen is that the oil companies are just going to raise prices to make up for their lost revenue.  The result:  no change for consumers, or even a possible price increase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, she's going to take on OPEC?  How?  We have no economic leverage on them, and the countries involved are our precious "allies", without whom we'd have no bases in the Middle East.  They've got us in a stranglehold, and in a knock-down brawl over oil prices, i don't doubt that they'd win, especially since our demand for energy is much higher than our capability to provide for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really pissing me off that Hillary is resorting to sensationalism to try to pump up votes.  Considering that she started out as the nuanced candidate who understood the details of policy-making, this is a sad example of a politician's empty promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I really didn't want to get into politics on this blog, but I really need to vent.  I'm so frustrated with all the bullshit being flung around in this election (to be fair, by all sides, but I feel that there is considerably more coming from Hillary's camp).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-1105421084450922693?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/1105421084450922693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=1105421084450922693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/1105421084450922693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/1105421084450922693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/05/primaries-need-to-end.html' title='The primaries NEED TO END'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-6780692177506568101</id><published>2008-05-06T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T08:47:57.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, can't I just have one ailment at a time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, I noticed that my right eyelid was acting a little funny.  Over the next week, it grew gradually more swollen and irritated, and now I have a giant ball of poo occupying my upper right eyelid (and clearly, 'poo' is a medical term).  According to WebMD, it's due to a clogged oil gland.  So yes, I have a giant zit in my eyelid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I've noticed that my left eye has been becoming increasingly gunky when I get up in the morning and throughout the day.  And this morning?  It's pink.  Yes, I think I have pink eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, body?  Don't I take care of you properly?  Don't I give you healthy food, and make sure that you're properly exercised?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-6780692177506568101?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/6780692177506568101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=6780692177506568101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6780692177506568101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6780692177506568101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/05/seriously-cant-i-just-have-one-ailment.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-4686386238326466460</id><published>2008-05-03T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T15:34:03.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha!  Take that, normality!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g26/penpen17/Photo11-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g26/penpen17/Photo11-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a HARDCORE BADASS now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-4686386238326466460?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/4686386238326466460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=4686386238326466460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/4686386238326466460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/4686386238326466460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/05/ha-take-that-normality.html' title='Ha!  Take that, normality!'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-1958577789003602088</id><published>2008-05-02T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T08:35:17.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To see the world in a grain of sand</title><content type='html'>You know, I can never remember where that quote came from, but I've always kind of liked it.  Anyway, I had a crazy moment this morning when I was making breakfast.  I looked at the nutrition information on my bagels and saw that they each have 240 calories.    I just thought that it was totally amazing that one bagel has enough accessible energy stored within for a person to run almost 2 miles.  That just seems crazy to me, not just because of the sheer amount of energy, but because of the efficiency of the human body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason that I went into biology is that life continues to amaze me.  It's all of these little things that, when you really think about them, refuel the sense of wonder that keeps me on the life-track that I'm pursuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, just think of any living thing, even a bacterium.  It is such a finely tuned machine that it can adjust to myriad conditions and produce faithful copies of itself, all without any guiding consciousness.  Humans are YEARS from creating a completely autonomous robot, and certainly not anything with even close to the same degree of sophistication as a single bacterial cell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-1958577789003602088?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/1958577789003602088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=1958577789003602088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/1958577789003602088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/1958577789003602088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-see-world-in-grain-of-sand.html' title='To see the world in a grain of sand'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-5327286899744768885</id><published>2008-05-01T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T12:56:36.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please label me</title><content type='html'>I started reading &lt;a href="http://www.queermessages.com"&gt;Matt&lt;/a&gt;'s blog yesterday, and while a whole lot of it is religious and therefore not particularly applicable to my world view (although very enlightening in the mindset of a gay Christian), I thought that the most recent post, about coming out of the closet, was very interesting.  Why do people feel the need to come out?  Why is being gay such an important part of one's identity that everybody needs to know it in order to understand us better?  Here's the majority of the comment that I left on the blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I definitely think that it is a very important moment when one takes upon themselves the culture label of “gay,” even more so than when they discover their attraction to members of the same sex. More often than not, it is that which makes us different from mainstream society, that which is counter to what is considered normal (and some may argue good), which defines us. For example, if I were to describe myself in as few words as possible, I would use the term ‘gay.’ I would not think to mention the fact that I am a white, middle class male, even though these are actually essential contributors to my identity. Being gay, because it is counter to the mainstream, is a very powerful cultural label that tends to pervade the entirety of one’s life. The decision to take on such a label is not an easy one, and to a certain extent, I can understand a person who wishes to remain in the closet, or who may say “I’m not gay, I just like to have sex with men.” I think that this is part of the power of pride parades: they are an affirmation of one’s acceptance of the gay (or, to be more politically correct, queer) cultural label.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this is all from my own perspective, as a gay man.  Coming out as a lesbian, bisexual, transgendered person, or any other variant of queer has its own connotations and cultural trappings.  Often, I believe that the cultural labels that define us also actually shape us, pushing us into polarized positions of "gay" or "straight," when the actual identity may be much more fluid, which is an opinion that has been voiced by many people for years.  Regardless, I do choose to take on the identity of a gay man, and I recognize that I embody many of the cultural stereotypes of the label, whether that is my natural disposition (haha, if such a thing exists) or a learned behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-5327286899744768885?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/5327286899744768885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=5327286899744768885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5327286899744768885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5327286899744768885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/05/please-label-me.html' title='Please label me'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-3220540530024763170</id><published>2008-04-29T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T12:24:42.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part of your world</title><content type='html'>I'm done being poor.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started about a month ago when I wandered into Macy's.  I immediately gravitated towards a hot pair of jeans that I was totally going to try on.  Till I saw the $230 price tag.  The same thing happened this weekend with a totally awesome suede jacket in Nordstrom's.  $2000.  For reals.  Even going to Armani Exchange and getting a shirt and light jacket practically bankrupted me.  Is it too much to ask that I be able to spend ridiculous amounts of money on clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same thing goes for food and drinks.  Once you've eaten at Bin 36 a couple of times, other restaurants just don't quite seem so special.  I've gotten a taste of the upper middle class lifestyle, and it's really hard to come back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll get a part-time job, or find someplace where I can actually work full-time, instead of this in-between thing that I'm doing now.  Not only will that help give me a bit more disposable income, maybe if I'm too busy to spend money, I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I should get myself a sugar daddy.  I like older men anyway, so it shouldn't be too hard, right? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-3220540530024763170?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/3220540530024763170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=3220540530024763170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/3220540530024763170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/3220540530024763170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/04/part-of-your-world.html' title='Part of your world'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-5321780856966067969</id><published>2008-04-29T09:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T09:25:20.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave Miley alone!!!</title><content type='html'>Why do I have the feeling that's totally gonna be a Youtube video soon, if it isn't already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I actually do feel really sorry for Miley Cyrus, and have for quite a while.  I'm not one for the whole celebrity gossip thing, but this is kind of extreme (oh who am I kidding, I read Perez Hilton twice a day).  She seriously can't do anything right at this point.  Every time she turns around, somebody else is calling her slutty, or a bad role model, or a future trainwreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?  15-year-olds are way more mature than we pretend.  Kids are giving blowjobs in junior high, and having sex not long after they enter high school.  A mildly suggestive picture that doesn't expose much more flesh than most red-carpet dresses?  Not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the thing that you have to realize is that Miley can't appeal to a younger audience forever.  Her fans are all hitting puberty, and the good-girl image isn't gonna fly for long.  These pictures are bad publicity for Disney, who is going to market her to children for as long as they possibly can, but they're kind of necessary for Miley (if a bit early), who's gonna need to establish a serious music/acting career if she's going to avoid falling into obscurity as soon as people discover she's a one-trick pony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as she doesn't get into drugs and go crazy, I say go for it, girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-5321780856966067969?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/5321780856966067969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=5321780856966067969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5321780856966067969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5321780856966067969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/04/leave-miley-alone.html' title='Leave Miley alone!!!'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-643430830494561318</id><published>2008-04-24T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T09:59:23.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna give up using lyrics for blog titles</title><content type='html'>I have come to a realization:  I am an health/exercise snob.  I used to think that I was just a health nut, but I've realized that not only do I obsess over my own diet and exercise, I look down on other people who aren't as stringent as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that this isn't quite fair.  I happen to have enough free time to work out every day, and enough disposable income to eat healthy food.  Also, I have two essential health-nut qualities:  I love to exercise and I think that healthy food tastes better than junk food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, people are WUSSES.  They either go to the gym and pretend to work on the machines, actually doing very little at all, or they go and do real workouts, but give up when they're sore for a couple of days afterwards.  Of course you're sore, you haven't gotten off your ass in two years.  Or they work out for about a month, then quit when they stop dropping  weight every week.  Seriously, people.  If it were easy, it wouldn't be called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;working &lt;/span&gt;out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I'd be a terrible personal trainer.  Yeah, I've gotten to the point where I'm pretty knowledgeable about workout routines and dieting strategies, but I'd totally be the bitch-ass boot-camp type of personal trainer.  I think that a required quality in trainers is the patience to deal with people and a positive attitude that enforces the belief that getting in shape is achievable.  However, I have no patience for wusses and I don't really have the empathy to take things slow with them or help them out that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the reason that I don't get it is because I'm addicted to exercise.  While some people's stress response is to eat, mine is to go running.  I totally live for the endorphin rush.  Also, I put much more stock in my personal appearance than most people.  It probably stems from some sort of low self esteem, but I need tangible proof that I'm physically equal or superior to other people, or else I feel ugly.  Or maybe it's a competitive thing:  I totally strive to match or better the other gym rats.  In any case, my attitude is probably not the healthiest to have, but the result is that I'm in damn good shape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-643430830494561318?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/643430830494561318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=643430830494561318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/643430830494561318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/643430830494561318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-gonna-give-up-using-lyrics-for-blog.html' title='I&apos;m gonna give up using lyrics for blog titles'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-4319390958850350547</id><published>2008-04-22T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T09:25:05.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your one-stop candy shop</title><content type='html'>Well, Madonna's new album leaked yesterday.  I've been listening to it, and I must say, I'm enjoying it quite a bit.  It's not what it was advertised as, which is a thumping hip-hop album, but you know, I'm glad.  Sure, she dabbles a bit in heavy beats and other hip-hoppy things, but for the most part it's a dancy pop album.  I'd put it in the same grouping as Nelly Furtado's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loose&lt;/span&gt;.  It's definitely a lot better than I was expecting after having heard the first single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my next point, which is somewhat related to &lt;a href="http://thatsatautology.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stin&lt;/a&gt;'s complaint about Hollywood.  Pop music has no subtlety, and people put WAY too much emphasis on star power.  I'm 90% sure that 4 Minutes was the first single from Madonna's album purely because it features Timbaland and Justin Timberlake.  People go immediately for the song with names that they recognize associated with it.  And this is sad, because those aren't necessarily the best songs.  In fact, they tend to be disjointed and mediocre, because they tend to cram together several incompatible vocal and musical styles.  And usually, the most popular songs are the ones with the heaviest beats or the cheesiest lyrics.  It's really annoying,  but possibly the worst thing is that I fall for it.  I realize how inane most pop music is, but still, as soon as the beat starts going I immediately start bobbing my head/strutting/dancing/whatever else is appropriate at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have a huge confession to make:  I actually like Ashlee Simpson.  This is associated with all sorts of guilt, because she represents everything that I hate about pop music.  She's only successful because her sister was famous first.  She has absolutely no talent (have you ever heard her try to perform live?  ewwww), and most of her music is pretty inane.  Also, she's WAY too artificial (remember how her nose used to look completely different?  And she's had a completely different hair color for each of her albums)  However, I think that her voice translates very well on records and most of her music is very catchy (the majority of her second album not included).  Also, she's spunky.  Spunk goes a long way with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y'know, I tried really hard at first not to make this into a music blog.  However, I spend about 8 hours a day with my iPod plugged into my ears, so it's kind of inevitable that I end up thinking about music a lot.  Whatev.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-4319390958850350547?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/4319390958850350547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=4319390958850350547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/4319390958850350547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/4319390958850350547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/04/your-one-stop-candy-shop.html' title='Your one-stop candy shop'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-9182861516551800724</id><published>2008-04-18T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T17:38:26.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a weapon of mass consumption</title><content type='html'>Can we talk about how much I LOVE Lily Allen?  Seriously, go to &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lilymusic"&gt;her myspace&lt;/a&gt; and listen to the first song on the list.  It's totally my new favorite song.  She's totally fabulous, even if Perez says that she's kind of a trainwreck these days.  (Of course, I think that if I went through a miscarriage, I'd go a little crazy for a while too.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, enough about celebrity gossip.  In other news, I GOT A NEW COMPUTER!!!  AND AN IPOD SHUFFLE!!!  They're both totally hot.  I got the upper level of Macbook, which is basically an updated version of my old computer, except it's black.  And twice as fast, with 3X as much memory.  Yay for being a consumer whore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-9182861516551800724?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/9182861516551800724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=9182861516551800724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/9182861516551800724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/9182861516551800724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-weapon-of-mass-consumption.html' title='I am a weapon of mass consumption'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-7082092074824441012</id><published>2008-04-03T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:39:07.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't get you out of my head</title><content type='html'>Wow, this is a gay month for music.  Madonna and Kylie Minogue are both releasing new albums?  Now all we need is Cher to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to Kylie's new album today (it's called 'X') and I'm about halfway through.  It's a whole lot of fun.  Obviously, she's not gonna change that much since she has to keep her gay fanbase.  I've never been way into her except for a few of her singles, but it seems pretty solid to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's just hope that Madonna redeems herself with the rest of her album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-7082092074824441012?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/7082092074824441012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=7082092074824441012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/7082092074824441012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/7082092074824441012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/04/cant-get-you-out-of-my-head.html' title='Can&apos;t get you out of my head'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-6581551425640008414</id><published>2008-04-03T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:27:18.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please don't stop the music</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I don't think I'm going to update very often.  Truth be told, I'm lazy.  I know, it's a shock, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off:  There are some cover versions of songs that should never be done.  Today at the bookstore I heard a saxophone version of the theme from Schindler's List.  How wrong is that?  Another one that I heard in Nordstrom's was a male-vocal version of Christina Aguilera's 'Beautiful.'  It actually took me like 3 minutes to figure out what the song was.  While I'm at it, why don't I rail on ironic versions of Britney Spears songs?  Because, believe it or not, it's been DONE BEFORE.  And while it's funny the first time, I've heard about three alternative versions of Toxic and one of Gimme More, and probably more that I'm just not specifically remembering right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm about to play my last symphony concert ever.  Well, kind of.  I'm still gonna be on the sub list for next year, so i'll probably end up playing at least one.  It's kind of a sad time (although I won't miss schlepping to Iowa twice a month) because I've been in it for 6 years now, and it'll be the first time since I was in elementary school that I wasn't in at least some sort of orchestra.  I feel kind of like an entire era of my life is ending.  Unless I stick around and do the University Symphony next year, which I'm seriously considering.  I'm pretty sure that they accept employees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm talking about music, I have a confession to make:  I officially have no taste, or more specifically, I have the musical taste of a 12-year-old girl.  For instance, I actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; Avril Lavigne's last album.  And that single by Miley Cyrus?  Totally addictive.  I've even recanted my criticism of Madonna's new single and actually listen to it now.  (Well, no, my criticism still stands.  What's even worse is that the version I first listened to isn't the real version, which is even worse.  I'm assuming that it was the radio-friendly version, which was sped up and didn't have the dumb intro and outro)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-6581551425640008414?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/6581551425640008414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=6581551425640008414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6581551425640008414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/6581551425640008414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/04/please-dont-stop-music.html' title='Please don&apos;t stop the music'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-3060506009648297450</id><published>2008-03-18T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T13:04:26.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got instincts of my own</title><content type='html'>I decided to condense and express my thoughts on why I (as a gay man) exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most primates and early man socialize(d) in relatively small to mid-sized family groups, with hierarchies of male and female dominance. I've heard before that younger members of large families have a higher tendency to be gay. If you assume that developing children take stock of their situation (all unconsciously, of course) and somehow a sexuality is decided, it might actually be to the advantage of some of the children to not procreate. This is because in a limited-resource environment, too many members of a group trying to procreate will actually result in a reduced child survival rate because too many will starve, and any low-standing individuals trying to procreate will be injured by the dominant members of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since many of the members of the group share a certain portion of the same genes, it could still be evolutionarily advantageous for such individuals to concentrate their efforts on the other children of the group, rather than trying to have their own. The attraction to the same sex could just be a redirection of sexual energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all based on the idea that there is no such thing as a "gay gene," which I don't think could possibly exist anyway because it would be self-defeating, considering that any animal in which it expresses itself would not procreate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I could just be talking out of my ass and making this all up. But it makes sense to me. Unfortunately, I'm too lazy to actually look for research backing any of this up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-3060506009648297450?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/3060506009648297450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=3060506009648297450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/3060506009648297450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/3060506009648297450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/03/ive-got-instincts-of-my-own.html' title='I&apos;ve got instincts of my own'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-984986244054067577</id><published>2008-03-17T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:33:33.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madonna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justin Timberlake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbaland'/><title type='text'>4 minutes to save the world</title><content type='html'>Dear Madonna,&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I understand that all the cool kids these days are collaborating with Timbaland.  Nelly Furtado did it, Justin Timberlake did it, hell, even Björk did it.  However, don't you think that you're a little bit behind the bandwagon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I understand that you're a chameleon that follows the current trends.  Hell, that's pretty much the driving force behind what's made you such a successful artist for the past 20-some years.  I have a lot of respect for you for keeping fresh and current when most of the popular recording artists of the day are less than half your age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, none of this excuses the steaming pile of shit that is "4 Minutes."  It's derivative, uninspired, and just plain boring.  There is not a single original melody, rhythm, or lyric in the entire song.  Piling on guest appearances by Justin Timberlake and Timbaland will not change the fact that your single is just plain bad.  Neither will the heavy-handed production that transforms the song into a monolithic wall of sound, drowning out the majority of your own vocals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really hoping that the rest of the new album redeems this misstep, or it grows on me, because right now I'm not too hopeful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-984986244054067577?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/984986244054067577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=984986244054067577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/984986244054067577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/984986244054067577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/03/4-minutes-to-save-world.html' title='4 minutes to save the world'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-9012454018546945172</id><published>2008-03-15T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T19:46:32.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it comes again</title><content type='html'>Do you ever get deja vu?  I do, quite frequently.  And the weirdest thing is that I usually even remember feeling "whoa, deja vu" before.  I think that it's more than the fact that the events have happened before, I even remember what I was thinking.  Maybe I'm clairvoyant.  About completely inconsequential things, of course.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if it's just a neuron misfiring, or if there's actually some memory being triggered.  I guess there's no way to really know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, I think I'm getting a tattoo tomorrow!  A DNA helix, around my bicep.  Kind of my nerdy take on the barbed wire tattoo.  I'm also probably going to get another ear piercing as well.  Good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-9012454018546945172?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/9012454018546945172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=9012454018546945172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/9012454018546945172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/9012454018546945172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-it-comes-again.html' title='Here it comes again'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-5497172311711022498</id><published>2008-03-12T13:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T13:24:26.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm too sexy for my love</title><content type='html'>Woo, back-to-back blog entries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been thinking about vanity.  I'll admit, I'm kind of obsessed with my personal appearance.  I work out about an hour every day, I carefully control what I eat, and I have a skin care regimen to rival most girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I don't think that it's just vanity.  I think that I am obsessed with changing myself.  I don't know if this stems from a deep-seated insecurity/dissatisfaction, or whether I just get bored easily and want to change stuff about how I look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it all started in high school with the hair dye.  I'd dye my hair a color (strawberry blonde, dark brown, blue, purple, to name a few) and then within a few weeks I'd be sick of it.  Then in college I started working out, and I also changed my hair style with regularity.  Now I'm steadily accumulating piercings and have a tattoo, soon to be joined by at least one more, and my newest scheme is to start stretching out my lobe piercings (not too far, though, cause giant plugs are ucky.)  I'm also never happy with my body, I'm constantly either trying to lose weight or put on muscle.  For example, 2 weeks ago, I decided I was fat so I reduced my calorie intake and lost about 5 pounds.  Now I've decided that I'm done with that and I've already started on the mass-building shakes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really see all of this as a bad thing, although taken to excess it could result in negative consequences.  For the moment, I'm going to embrace change and have as much fun as possible making myself look like a musclebound, pierced freak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-5497172311711022498?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/5497172311711022498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=5497172311711022498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5497172311711022498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/5497172311711022498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-too-sexy-for-my-love.html' title='I&apos;m too sexy for my love'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-2078858746980673995</id><published>2008-03-12T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T13:12:04.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This moment, how can it feel so wrong?</title><content type='html'>So it turns out that Portishead is releasing a new album, titled "Third" (wow, not so creative huh?).  This is kind of a big deal, since they pretty much started the whole 'trip-hop' thing and they haven't released anything significant for the past 10 years or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to it for the past two days now, and I think that it's gestated in my mind enough for me to give a valid opinion on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one sentence:  It's different from their previous work, but it's still Portishead.  Clearly, it's been ten years, so they hopefully won't crank out the exact same stuff.  That would be kind of sad (like the Red Hot Chili Peppers).  However, I can't say that all of the changes are positive.  My biggest complaint is that Beth Gibbon's voice sort of gets lost or buried in the instrumentals/sampling.  Not to say that you can't hear it; it's just not what you remember after listening to the song. One of the things that I absolutely love about Dummy is that you have this great unique atmosphere created by the effects and instrumentals, but you still have songs that are approachable and memorable.  The most obvious example of this is the 8th track of the new album, "Machine Gun."  It starts with this really loud drum loop that continues through THE WHOLE TRACK.  It overwhelms the entire track, and to a certain extent, then entire album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't get me wrong.  I love a good loud sample loop.  However, Björk did it first, and she did a much better job.  Take the song "Innocence" from her last album.  That's got the same sort of overwhelming loop that continues from the song, but also, it's got a great melody that's powerful enough to coexist with the sound effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another complaint that I have is that they tried to vary their sound, but I think that they did it in a very superficial way.  They got rid of the turntables, which is good because that's a one-time thing.  Nobody wants to hear an entire album more of that.  They also tried to incorporate different instruments.  I even heard ukulele and cowbell (not that cowbell is all that unique, I just never expected Portishead to use it).  But I think that their aesthetic is so overpowering that anything that they try to do will sound very similar to their previous music, at least to the casual observer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is coming off as very negative.  I do really like this album, it's just that I had such high expectations that I couldn't help being let down.  I was kind of hoping that they'd do what they did 10 years ago and change the face of music.  I guess not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-2078858746980673995?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/2078858746980673995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=2078858746980673995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/2078858746980673995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/2078858746980673995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-moment-how-can-it-feel-so-wrong.html' title='This moment, how can it feel so wrong?'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-2450500199458485182</id><published>2008-03-06T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T07:50:55.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ran to the bus stop, never on time</title><content type='html'>So clearly my life is some sort of bad comedy movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was leaving my building and saw the bus pulling up to the stop so I went to run for it.  Any time I do this is pretty harrowing, because I have to run across the street, which invariably has an oncoming cab to dodge, then I have to leap 2 2-foot high chain fences.  It's seriously a sight to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm doing my usual chase scene:  I run across the street, luckily I have enough time to get across before the next vehicle.  Then I jump the first fence:  piece of cake.  When I get to the second fence, I'm starting to run out of wind because I did a bunch of squats yesterday and my legs aren't in the best shape.  Also, as it turns out, there's a tree right next to it.  As I'm jumping up, a branch actually manages to catch my hat and rip it off of my head.  Now keep in mind that by this time the bus has loaded all its passengers and the door is closing.  So I jump back over the fence, grab my hat, and get to the bus just short of having to run alongside pounding on the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that I was a total spectacle to the people on the bus.  My hair was in disarray, I was clutching my hat and fumbling to open my ID holder to show the bus driver my UCID.  Then, in true CTA fashion, the bus takes off at full speed as I'm still finding a seat.  I hit a slippery spot about halfway down the bus and nearly fall on my ass.  By this time I'm panting, wild-eyed, and laughing my ass off.  Eventually I calm down and plop onto a seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, all this drama did was to get me to work about 10 minutes earlier than otherwise, which I'm wasting anyway writing this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-2450500199458485182?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/2450500199458485182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=2450500199458485182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/2450500199458485182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/2450500199458485182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/03/ran-to-bus-stop-never-on-time.html' title='Ran to the bus stop, never on time'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-37168431574575231</id><published>2008-03-05T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T05:56:08.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh academia</title><content type='html'>My hopes were dashed yesterday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there's this grad student in the lab that we share a room with.  In a way, I kind of look up to her.  She's got nice hair, good makeup, chic clothes.  She's outgoing and sassy.  In short, she's pretty fabulous.  She's always kind of given me hope that there are actually people in science research that are outgoing and care about what they look like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cut to me, finding out that she hates doing research, and in general no longer even likes biology.  So much for my illusion that there are actually pretty nerds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-37168431574575231?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/37168431574575231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=37168431574575231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/37168431574575231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/37168431574575231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-academia.html' title='Oh academia'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-1137652015903029112</id><published>2008-02-27T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T14:02:42.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm dumb, she's a lesbian</title><content type='html'>Okay this is a little bit of yesterday's news.  But can we talk about how &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/siamusic"&gt;Sia&lt;/a&gt; just came out as a lesbian?  Well, she has a girlfriend anyway.  Well actually, her girlfriend basically looks like a man.  So, um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it got me thinking about 'lesbian' music in general these days.  And yes, I do realize that it is terrible of me to generalize and pigeonhole all music by lesbians into one group.  But you know what?  Everybody does it, so I don't really feel guilty.  Hell, all the gays do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the late nineties, we had the riot grrl (I believe that is the proper spelling) movement and Lilith Fair.  There was Bikini Kill and Sleater-Kinney, as well as Ani DiFranco's slightly quiter anger.  However, now things have calmed down a lot, if the most prominent lesbian musicians are people like Sia and &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/teganandsara"&gt;Tegan and Sara&lt;/a&gt;.  I mean yeah, we've still got &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thegossip22"&gt;Beth Ditto&lt;/a&gt; around, but compared to Kathleen Hanna's (Bikini Kill, Le Tigre) early vocals, she's practically singing about sunshine and cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what I was trying to say here, but I just feel like attitudes have changed, and for the better.  People don't have to be angry and confrontational, just because they're lesbian musicians.  Instead they can just &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cu7lqMPfkwY"&gt;draw marker&lt;/a&gt; on their faces and dance around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/siamusic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-1137652015903029112?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/feeds/1137652015903029112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149403976648721117&amp;postID=1137652015903029112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/1137652015903029112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149403976648721117/posts/default/1137652015903029112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmoderation.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-dumb-shes-lesbian.html' title='I&apos;m dumb, she&apos;s a lesbian'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12588534105623165605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O7L9OLCDA9s/SUK98uDYm_I/AAAAAAAAABo/YL9n9H0uaFU/S220/Untitled+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149403976648721117.post-3239768677961428650</id><published>2008-02-25T16:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T16:52:45.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eric and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Or, perhaps more accurately, Examples Why I'm Really Clumsy and Should Not Be Allowed Near Heavy Weights or Dangerous Chemicals&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, this is an auspicious start to my blogging.  I was going to start with a light-hearted post about how I'm just doing this because I want to be as funny as &lt;a href="http://thatsatautology.blogspot.com"&gt;Stin&lt;/a&gt;, but then there was just too much angst today for me to resist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, today started pretty well.  I woke up to an adorable kitten next to my pillow and spent my first waking half-hour petting her.  Then I took a pretty nice shower and had some Go Lean.  Of course, I had to settle for cereal because my bread was covered in mold, but that's to be expected because I haven't touched it for at least a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work is where it all went wrong, though.  First of all, basically all I had to do was cast an agarose gel and run it to check an RNA sample.  However, being the klutz I am, I managed to knock over the whole stock bottle of ethidium bromide (a potent carcinogen) right in front of my boss.  Oops.  Then, when i go to pour the gel, I discover that the whole apparatus isn't level and all the agarose runs over the side into the bottom of the buffer chamber.  Hopefully after all of that I didn't manage to give myself cancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent the rest of the afternoon bored and dispirited, and surfed the internet when I was supposed to be preparing for a presentation I'm giving next month.  Oh well, at least now I know which celebrities wore hideous dresses for the Oscars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when 4:45 rolls around I think:  Hallelujah, I get to go to the gym.  I decide to start out with dumbbell bench presses, which was perhaps a mistake since I screwed up my elbow on Saturday morning.  However, my first set goes pretty well and then I break out the 70-pound dumbbells.  Big mistake.  I'm balancing the dumbbells on my knees when suddenly one of them slips.  Instead of letting it fall like I probably should have, I try to correct the balance, thus wrenching my elbow.  Good job.  I do a couple of sets, just enough to convince myself that if I pick up another weight today I'm not going to be able to move my right arm for days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course it's snowing/raining/ooblecking outside.  My only solace is that Starbucks is on my way home.  Nothing is quite as comforting as espresso and rampant consumerism.  So I contentedly sip my grande nonfat sugar-free vanilla latte with an extra shot of espresso (the coffee choice of health-conscious gays everywhere) and somehow the world seems a little bit brighter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149403976648721117-3239768677961428650?l=newmoderation.blogspot.com' alt='' 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